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	<title>Comments on: Blanket apologies</title>
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		<title>By: Teri</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-477723</link>
		<dc:creator>Teri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 21:31:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Do we have the same children? right down to the big brown eyes and knobbly knees?
Lovely post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do we have the same children? right down to the big brown eyes and knobbly knees?<br />
Lovely post.</p>
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		<title>By: Crawford</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-472314</link>
		<dc:creator>Crawford</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 14:20:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The part about enduring rather than enjoying his presence resonated particularly well with me.  It breaks my heart when I realize I&#039;m doing that.  When they&#039;re talking and talking and taking their time and being children...and I just want to get on to the next thing...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The part about enduring rather than enjoying his presence resonated particularly well with me.  It breaks my heart when I realize I&#8217;m doing that.  When they&#8217;re talking and talking and taking their time and being children&#8230;and I just want to get on to the next thing&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: nic @mybottlesup</title>
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		<dc:creator>nic @mybottlesup</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:52:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i&#039;m sorry, but this post will always secretly be my favorite.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i&#8217;m sorry, but this post will always secretly be my favorite.</p>
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		<title>By: erin</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-471644</link>
		<dc:creator>erin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 20:44:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One of my favorite posts EVER. In the history of blogging.</description>
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		<title>By: shriek house</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-471415</link>
		<dc:creator>shriek house</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 13:23:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you. I&#039;m in the midst of the two-kid blues, and it&#039;s just seeming so impossible, and... just thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you. I&#8217;m in the midst of the two-kid blues, and it&#8217;s just seeming so impossible, and&#8230; just thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: sdg</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-471407</link>
		<dc:creator>sdg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 13:14:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And now, truly more than ever, Welcome to Parenthood...there&#039;s a long road ahead - get comfortable.</description>
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<p>And now, truly more than ever, Welcome to Parenthood&#8230;there&#8217;s a long road ahead &#8211; get comfortable.</p>
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		<title>By: Maria</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-470946</link>
		<dc:creator>Maria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:52:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This felt very real to me.

I&#039;m always so grateful to read this blog.  In all honesty, if I had to leave the blogosphere (gag) behind and choose one blog to read, it would be this one.  Your boys are about six months older than mine (each) and I always feel like I&#039;m getting a little peek into the future.  Or I think, fuck yeah, I understand this.

Thank you.

My baby&#039;s feet smell too.  WTF.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This felt very real to me.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m always so grateful to read this blog.  In all honesty, if I had to leave the blogosphere (gag) behind and choose one blog to read, it would be this one.  Your boys are about six months older than mine (each) and I always feel like I&#8217;m getting a little peek into the future.  Or I think, fuck yeah, I understand this.</p>
<p>Thank you.</p>
<p>My baby&#8217;s feet smell too.  WTF.</p>
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		<title>By: Audubon Ron</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2009/06/17/blanket-apologies/comment-page-2/#comment-470915</link>
		<dc:creator>Audubon Ron</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:23:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>TO THIS DAY, I smell my wife&#039;s feet, draw back with my mouth open and wrinkle my nose and say, &quot;POO FOO.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>TO THIS DAY, I smell my wife&#8217;s feet, draw back with my mouth open and wrinkle my nose and say, &#8220;POO FOO.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Sharla</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sharla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 01:51:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, I wasn&#039;t expecting to cry tonight! I feel completely the same way about pretty much all of the things you wrote about, especially in the first part of Riley&#039;s letter. I am constantly beating myself up about how much of a crappy mom I feel like sometimes. I feel so bad about the energy and attention I lack in giving my 3 yr old boy because my 1 yr old girl is loudly demanding it. I feel bad for him, because he deserves so much more. It&#039;s so crazy because I was already thinking about this before I read your post. I purposely spent a little extra time with my son tonight, before bedtime, and it&#039;s amazing what a difference it made in his mood and attitude. So, this was on my mind already and reading your post sent me over the edge in tears, haha. As always...thank you for the wonderful post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, I wasn&#8217;t expecting to cry tonight! I feel completely the same way about pretty much all of the things you wrote about, especially in the first part of Riley&#8217;s letter. I am constantly beating myself up about how much of a crappy mom I feel like sometimes. I feel so bad about the energy and attention I lack in giving my 3 yr old boy because my 1 yr old girl is loudly demanding it. I feel bad for him, because he deserves so much more. It&#8217;s so crazy because I was already thinking about this before I read your post. I purposely spent a little extra time with my son tonight, before bedtime, and it&#8217;s amazing what a difference it made in his mood and attitude. So, this was on my mind already and reading your post sent me over the edge in tears, haha. As always&#8230;thank you for the wonderful post.</p>
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		<title>By: Susan (5 Minutes for Mom)</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susan (5 Minutes for Mom)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 00:47:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Isn&#039;t it so frustrating trying to change a screaming, squirming toddlers diaper??? It can drive a mom nuts!

I love the favorites part! My twin sister and I always teased each other by saying &quot;Mom told me she loves me more!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Isn&#8217;t it so frustrating trying to change a screaming, squirming toddlers diaper??? It can drive a mom nuts!</p>
<p>I love the favorites part! My twin sister and I always teased each other by saying &#8220;Mom told me she loves me more!&#8221;</p>
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