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Today closes a chapter in my life and I hope to open many others. For a while I come shuffling when I sat down to write on this page and I decided to finally write the final chapter of this blog.

many reasons and none in particular lead me to sign this farewell, though it may be noted that this blog was born nearly four years as a safety valve. He came to fill a need to express that now has undergone a major metamorphosis. And I do not solely responsible for this change my role as mother, because my desire to introspection are brewing for a while. I keep laughing at life, having the same fear that when expected betas and continue to be the terror of the doctors, but let's face it, every novel has to come one day to an end, not to bore. Until Dynasty had to end when the writers could not invent more evil for JR.

would like to dedicate some time to write a book, but not if it will take courage. Or maybe they see me dressed as a minstrel in another blog in this huge network. I also reserve the right to change his mind and return ...

Thank you, thank you for being there, on the other side of the cables, all this time. For putting up with my comings and goings, my obscenities and my laughter.

soon!


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Today is a sad day

yesterday killed one person I loved. In Cold Blood.

This is Argentina I'm embarrassed and afraid. The I do not want my child or for any decent person. I know that death has the ability to go anywhere but has no right to go well, hand traitors and cowards. Hopefully

rot and fall off one by one those bloody fingers, so that never again can touch an innocent. Hopefully ferment their eyes on the bowls, so that never again see the sunlight and the eyes of their children.

meanwhile, that his soul rest where rest the souls of good people. Because he deserved it. Is forever in my heart.

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" Man is what through his stomach," said my grandmother. And so I learned to cook. No particular interest or excessive effort. At the end of the day, to fill an empty belly is not needed to be having too much vigor. Over the years, and the eagerness of my stomach husband was building up a substantial collection of cookbooks, my hand was bringing the pastime at its best but the final product has always been more technical than artistic. I must confess I never loved the kitchen, baking more books you have written.

The midlife crisis my husband came with new car and a beginning of an ulcer, but my hand was easily adapted to alkaline and non-spicy food.

Today, sitting in my favorite chair and quietly browsing the Internet, I only hope that twist with burned burgers that prepares the blonde. It was useless as a secretary and useless as a cook, as he showed me with the birthday cake that had the gall to bring me, when I still did not know about their clandestine activities. I went through tablondeanuncios.com

and smiled with relief to see my Ad in black letters: " GIFT COLLECTION OF COOKBOOKS. Much use and heavy notes extolling its value. If you dare to use them, call 954-487-0001 . "

The phone never stopped ringing. Poor. Bucket slaves.


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tablondeanuncios.com stories I do not give the breast, so what?

never touched this issue for lack of time and not win, but I just read an article on breastfeeding I returned the blood to boil. When someone says it's very rare that someone does not have enough milk to breastfeed her child and that the problem is usually lack of knowledge and uncertainty, I feel they are insulting.

The campaign for breast-feeding is so huge and so oppressive that talk of bottles is almost considered a sin and death. We agree that breast milk is great but nobody wants to admit that there are numerous reasons why someone is unable or unwilling to breastfeed. Everyone seems to ignore these facts because they are politically incorrect and let the poor mothers in their bubble of frustration, confusion, ignorance and guilt.

There are many reasons why you can not produce milk and I can name a preterm birth, lack of immediate contact with the baby and the stress, only by my insistence on looking for causes to the problem that sometimes do not. My doctor just shrugged and mumbled a "who knows " while the associated doctor who visited me at the clinic, seeing my face in frustration, he said " I just nursed him the first of my three children and did not notice the difference with the rest ... So do not worry . " When it took a six years to conceive a baby, breastfeeding is something special that a mother wants share with your child. One does not want more doctors or consultants or any outside intervention. But as the saying goes " if you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans " and I heard laughter.

I tried everything, because I wanted the best for Maxi and made me believe that the best thing I was. I went to see two lactation consultants, took herbs and Malta, I put warm cloths, I bought the best breast pump, I read a thousand articles on the subject, then rented a pump at a clinic because they were allegedly quality "professional" and Still, he could only fill one inch of the bottles. When Maxi was in the incubator, go see the cows with their bags full of milk for their children and returned to me pictures of rabbits full of children, while one escaped him embryos hands. I'm here, I thought, again contest for against nature. who bore him.

As mandated by my nature, I went looking for help and I just ran into the sermons of the milk. Actually, I was looking for someone to tell me that I'm not alone and that my son would die of a terrible disease if they gave him a bottle. Google could not find a single serious site where they could admit the possibility of not giving milk. When a woman in the class of infants, I started talking about the importance of "keep trying " I left the brakes and I said something like " until two days ago, my son tube fed, so that has learned to suck from a bottle, I consider it a triumph. As long as you eat, me and me well .. " Was speechless.

Without having just shake the guilt that means you are depressed, two and a half months I threw in the towel.

What, finally, I want to say is that there are times when you can not breastfeed, either because it has little milk or because the mother is taking certain medications that could happen to your child (as I learned from my neighbor's incubator, who told me in tears). Other times, the mother does not have the inclination or the desire to breastfeed their own personal reasons, and is entitled to do so. It is true that mothers have done that work without problems for centuries, as filling his mouth saying some called "experts." If one takes the time to talk with mothers and grandmothers, in the Europe of the war, many mothers, poor and tired, did not produce much milk. Their children were crying all day until it got tired and fell asleep. Some died, weak and unable to fight viruses and bacteria, while others more fortunate and children of more affluent women, hired nurses .

assumptions subject experts should drag the burden of being more compassionate with all sorts of situations and people to support them. Women who do not breastfeed are not, therefore, fewer mothers, and frighten the evils of formula brings us back to the Middle Ages, in which parishioners are intimidated with the convictions of hell. I think we've grown as a civilization.

There is no right and wrong in some situations, and if you have to give your child bottle, I have some news: nothing happens ...



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A mis veintipico, tenía un trabajo decente, vivía sola por primera vez y si bien el sueldo era exiguo, sobraba para comer y alquilar. El resto era rigurosamente gastado hasta su última peseta en ropa, salidas y viajes. Si bien seguía comprando en Zara, empezaba a darme el gusto de tener ciertas piezas especiales, como, por ejemplo, un bolso de Loewe o un pantalón de Adolfo Domínguez. A la vuelta de mi departamento en la calle Bonaire, en Palma de Mallorca, había una pequeña boutique that was my downfall. Occasionally came to kill boredom, and its owner, super nice and gay, for details, I looked exaggerated gestures and phrases like "Good thing you came ! I got a phenomenal blouse when I saw her, I thought "this is for Dana." And the truth is that the unfortunate had good taste, I fell into the trap of trying on what he wanted and always end up buying something. I remember having come later this month, more than once, with a few twenty pesetas in the bank account. But what matter? Day one to fill the coffers again.

In my thirties, Miami looked me up substantial salary, season-ending settlements and a total disregard for the savings. I traveled halfway across the world, I went to the inauguration of the best restaurants and when it was lying on the sand, talking on a cell phone latest model (which, at the time, was the size of a microwave), spent the afternoon trying on clothes in my favorites. He lived in ignorance of the existence of coupons, " outlets" or shopping clubs and lied to my parents about the amount of money that burned to preserve heart health. I still have from that golden era, the most valuable pieces of my wardrobe, tags Armani, Donna Karan, Dolce & Gabbana and Ralph Lauren. Classic and basic.

A mid-thirties, married and the happiest time of my life was accompanied by the Inquisition, religious but not financial. I was fortunate fellow traveler and a "saver" and financial. O. looked frightened credit cards, budgets and made each month was rallying. Apparently, you had to save if wanted to have the financial ability to an uncertain future. Who bore him. I knew it had to happen someday. I knew that someday the time of the "easy money" would end and I took it with soda. I began to find outlets and buying off-season.

In my early forties was Maxi. With this huge milestone, miracle, was also the biggest spender of the house and the biggest thief of time. Asked to choose between a bath and I choose to go shopping, usually into the shower. Or cut my nails. Or other luxuries, such as waxing. I keep dragging my son in his stroller for the mall but I must say that patience with children a year to watch windows scarce. If in addition to looking glass, one wants to get to see what's hanging on the racks, two minutes Maxi looks at me as if to say " you kidding me or what ?" And let me know categorically that that is not your idea of \u200b\u200ba fun afternoon throwing, for example, a bottle at the feet, while delivering a Tarzan yell that would scare. "No way entering the tester ... no?" asked, resigned. So I opted to go to the store quickly, while you entertain with the case of my Blackberry, to decide in a millisecond and eye the pledge that I will be better in color, size and model and firing into the pocket faster.

In summary, in my forties, I buy my clothes in the settlements of the supermarket, not try and discount coupons. Not a complaint, I am still very happy. It is a simple statement of fact. But then do not ask me why do not I want to get photos ...


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Blessed

Today, in the car, I first heard the lyrics this old song by Elton John and cried like pig to the slaughter. So many times I like. I was great coming into the office with eyes to match my red purse. Now I have no time to translate ... Does anyone help? BLESSED



Hey you, you're a child in my head

You Have not Walked yet Your first words yet Have to Be Said
But I swear you'll be blessed
I know you're still just a dream
your eyes might be green
Or the bluest that I've ever seen
Anyway you'll be blessed
And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You'll be blessed
I need you before I'm too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
And know that you're blessed

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Los aeropuertos sacan el lado torpe de mi personalidad. Hace un par de years ran into the carpet and fell precipitously in the gate for American Airlines. Dress and high heels. I entered the plane with a high forehead and knee bleeding. Again I remember the door swallowed Admirals Club, with bag and all. Was glass. I thought it was open. At the airport in La Guaira also fell without dignity. She was late because of rain, at the output of Caracas, the cars were stopped in all directions. We were like a giant ball of chopsticks, all stacked, not knowing who should move first tab. There was one night flight to Miami and were always full so you should get on that plane at all costs, but had to let off steam down the runway. I got off the taxi and ran to the check, as my suitcase was panting at my side, draining their wheels. In an attempt to more athletic than my physique allowed, I wanted to cut road, passing under those tapes that place to bring us as sheep, with such bad aim that tripped, tangled in ribbons, and was scattered over my bag and looking the ceiling.

Yesterday, returning to my wanderings, I was, how could it be otherwise, marching in a hurry. Walking with my same bag of hand with me for years, and fringed by the closure. He was wearing those shoes that are supposed to be sexy, but at one time had been a simple-heeled slippers, because they have no attachment to the heel. He wore, too, socks and shoes, I must confess, I was a little loose. After passing security, I rearranged my belongings and went like an arrow toward the gate. By rushing through the stride and make larger steps, I noticed my right shoe was left without remedy. He shot upwards and forwards, in a perfect parabola, as I looked in panic potential landing sites. The airport was full, so the statistical possibility that does not give anyone in the head were remote.

Fortunately, fell in between a couple who, after look at my left shoe on the floor, looked up, like normal flip flops they rained from the sky.

- "That's my shoe " (that's my shoe ) - said, in a ridiculous attempt to actions for recovery of property; instinct certainly primary and capitalist. As if anyone would be interested in a single worn out and without polish.

I walked, limping and with short steps and the height difference between my walking shoes and my bare feet, muttered a brief "sorry " I put my shoe and I kept wandering my way as if nothing had happened.

In the final analysis, nothing had happened.


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This shoe is my summary of my life


My life never the same from week to week and I can not catch up with this blog. It happens with this blog and with friends who were important in a time of life and after, with the passage of time, one goes away. Even a stranger and say the " I was going to have coffee with whore" but as time passes, it is more difficult to resume the conversation because one does not know where to start to catch up. Once I called someone, who did not speak for several months and living in another country. After the usual greetings, he said, " know what happened? I had a serious accident and was hospitalized more than two months. Then I had to do rehabilitation. Thankfully, "X" ( her new boyfriend, I did not know existed ) supported me in everything. To make matters worse, we are in dispute with my ex and my son went to live in Monterrey . " Ugh. Nah, you stand a little engine that all this is too much information to digest in one gulp. Face to face with tequila involved, maybe I better pass.

But I'm longing to write and connect with the few people who still have the patience to continue reading. Not a day passes without thinking " I have to tell this in the blog ... ."

In short, Maxi grow two teeth doing more, understands more than he speaks, he refuses to say mama (except when something hurts and says "maaaaaa"), laughs almost as much as her mother, the speed crawls beam and cups stacked high to low. In another vein, we sold the house to buy a larger and still have not found home to move on June 22, I am looking for swimming lessons for Maxi, we went the last weekend in Palm Beach and had a great time, disconnected World and Friday I have a business trip that requires me to spend the night out, without seeing Maxi, which makes me very anxious.

Is much information at once? Take a tequila ...



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's birthday was, finally, very cute. Ten adults, seven children (including birthday child) and two pre-teens making so much noise in the house, that if I had been told two years ago would not have believed. Thirty balloons, crayons rolling on the floor, the living room of the house turned into games (And no pool, precisely), grilled tenderloin in place, sweet, salty, cakes, gifts and children's music had a Maxi with big eyes and open mouth. Moved from laughter to tears to see other children by excessive noise. Alas, in the desire to serve the guests, did not have much time to take pictures. I gave the camera to my nephew and shooting with Sabrina, but the best memories in my head.

These are pictures of the table of sweets taken with the house in silence, before the scrum (I built the table of sweets and gifts inside and the salt and drinks outside on the patio deck.)







Mine is more than decorating cakes, so maybe I could create something original from a classic blue-turquoise tone. The cake base is a glass upside down, glued with silicone to a glass plate, the flowers are blue colored water product stationed for three days and trim little cars were a hit with little boys.




The candle was strategically chosen by Maxi's house party goods (grabbed her and did not drop until you get home) and is a good complement to the cake (where it is inherited taste his mother), but the calligraphy of the pastry leaves much to be desired.


The gift was a souvenir book and a carefully wrapped chocolate leaves printed (and stuck together, because the book was great) with a photo of Maxi or suggestive messages. The bows made from strips of the same paper. They were a sensation.


already won me a couple of contracts to organize a birthday and a wedding ...


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Dialogues with the nanny

Prepare a feast birthday for a person a year is not as simple as that. In fact, yes it is ... But it is you want everything to be perfect. The truly honored rather have the house to himself all afternoon, crawling at ease and pleasure without having to walk feet avoiding strangers, do not touch it or make a face very closely, listen to Manuelita and toast with fruit juice bottle .

Me: do not know what topic to choose for Maxi birthday.
O: Whatever you choose will be nice - with a magazine car, absently.
Me: Because he does not have favorite characters, Winnie the Pooh does not know or Mickey
O: ajaa .... - Frowning, trying focus on an article, it seems very interesting.
Me: So I thought about doing something with colors and shapes, as he likes. Reason: the rainbow. O: bueeeno ...
Me: But then I thought that the rainbow flag is gay and does not stick .
O: Flag gay no, che - interest, for the first time, the contents of my monologue
Me: So I say, "better choose the colors that you like: red and green "
O: Ajaaaa ... - now submerged in the complexities of remote control
Me: But it will seem like a Mexican fiesta !
O: Ah ...
Me: So I opted for a boy just heavenly. will be nice.
O: ... I love - and walked back to the kitchen

Well, if you are going to look like a flag, which, at least, is the Argentina ...
I tell everyone in the invitation to have to come with badge in his buttonhole, but left without cake.



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Sabrina and I have a Blackberry in which we are constantly exchanging views on Maxi (and anything else that crosses). Sometimes I send photos or videos, also I have cameras at home that I can see from my office. Thus, I have the illusion of being in the room next door, instead of half an hour away.

This is a dialogue of a few days ago, it seemed, was not wasted:

Participants: -------------

I, Sabri =)

Messages:
- -------
Me: How's it going?
Sabri =): We were playing in the yard within the 2
Sabri =): Do not want to be alone.
Me: Ah ok
Sabri =) we are in the room Senita
Sabri = r): Home to the truck
Sabri =): Playing! See if crawling
Sabri =): The baby
Me: This lazy today?
Sabri =): Yes! In half crawling maniana q no start and wanted to sit and so was
Sabri =): But right now we are doing with the truck
Me: Do not slept nap?
Sabri =): So far no
Sabri =): Only the maniana
Sabri =): In a little more milk I give
Me: Ok
Sabri =): This crawling calling your dad hahaha
Me: And who gets up at the evening?
Sabri =): You
Sabri =)!
Sabri =): Plop!
Me: Tell
Sabri haha \u200b\u200b=): As I say!
Sabri =) Ok I will follow I drive the truck
: Ok
Sabri =): Senio take 6 oz of milk and you stay dry, is in the cradle. I'm going to iron.
Me: Ok, thanks
Sabri =): Maxi Senita half asleep, is in my chest in bed, try to put it but he woke up, q this deep and there I put it to the crib.
Me: Ok
Sabri =): I just put uff and stay, I'll do your part.
Me: Well!
Sabri =): Awake! Llorando a mares, is in my chest: (
Me: But that thing ...
Me: It is cold at home?
Me: This warm? He looks warm?
Sabri =): It seems q turned around and there sat down and crying over xq just what came to see
Sabri =): Y is warm
Me: Not that you can not sleep ...
Sabri =): Here we are in bed,
I: you will be teeth?
Sabri =): q is very possible they will leave you more
I: is awake?
Sabri =): If I sat
: This annoying as if it hurt anything?
I: Some bite?
Sabri =): No nothing
Sabri =): I gave the parrot
Sabri =): Papapapapapappa
Sabri =): Queeee
Sabri =) Jajaja
Me: Well, at least is happy!
Sabri =) Uhmm let's read a while
Sabri =): Aja
Me: Ok
Sabri =): It's a little cold! I put the baby vest, the floor feels frozen, the heat is on 72 (Not like this outside?
I: 64
Me: I left at 72 for this warm
Sabri =): Hmmm
Me: But the air is not enough to warm the floor
Me: It better be warm
Sabri =): Oh ok! But I like the baby I put her vest, and I my jacket
I: q seems to Sunday as usual
Sabri =) Oh senio well as the Indians danced for rain q, q do something to open q sun comes soon (
Me: It says the outlook that the sun rises tomorrow at times but the minimum of the day are low!
Sabri =): We are in the yard, listening to ABBA Maxi likes haha! And is very worn Manuelita
hahaha Me: Now comes my sister with braces ... Sabri
=): Ah senio q bueno! Well I will play with your baby
Me: Yes!
Sabri =): if you do not mind Senita xfis search the web if they sell "puppets" or puppets (nose as they say here) but is 2 to play him Maxi q he likes the dolls are moving. In Peru had the characters of Little Red Riding Hood, but recently my father would come in July and is off. If you can that's good for kids like.
Me: I also instructed my sister!
Me: I said I was going to look
: And it look better here, because they do not have babies r us
Sabri =): Ahhhh q bacan
Sabri =)
Sabri Ok thanks =) But also I'll tackle
Sabri =) q seems more teeth will go out side down
Me: Just yesterday Maxi was telling, if followed with 2, only going to be able burgers
Me: And potato cake
Sabri =): q I saw him recently opened her mouth to get a toy and is half white
Me: Ahhhh
Sabri =) q lately Been hand gets much
Sabri =): A mouth
Sabri =): That's Senorita
Me: Yes, especially the left side
Sabri =): Since you
gums will be maturing Sabri =): Poor
Sabri =): Aja
Sabri =): This side is half white
Me: Maybe that has it wrong ...
Me: Poor Angel
Sabri =): And if you usually spend so
Me: No
I cried last night: I wanted to be in arms
Me: And we sleep! Sabri
haha \u200b\u200b=) So get
Sabri =) That and the cold could be
Me: You know what?
Sabri =): Ok, and we gave the "causes"
Me: There is a fish tied to his bed blue
Me: please Put yourself in the refrigerator (not freezer) and you give
Me: Let's see if grabs him and calm
Sabri =): Ok
Me: A favor: in the first drawer of the desk on the right side there is a rule
Me: We could measure the foot Maxi
Me: In inches or cm, is equal
Sabri =): Ok
Sabri =): Hahaha not let
Sabri =): In 10 cm becomes exact
Me: Ok thanks!
Sabri =): As you remove a template
Sabri =): Counting of the rule of O to 10 is 10 cm
Sabri =): Okay?
Me: Perfect!
Sabri =): I agree with the template jajaja
Sabri =): Senio already present in the high chair and gave him the plastic fish is frozen and this q q remorse and that the left side
Sabri =): I to heat food
I: Great!
Me: Yesterday I wanted to bite the big pot
Me: The fish is better ...
Sabri =) Jajaja
Sabri =) xq Okvoy to warm you right now I will eat at me: (
Sabri =): Senio Maxi and ate everything, take 1 oz of water. It is in the corral. And also made a ball and pupu, q I need to prune. Xq and began pushing rojito. The present in the toilet. See if you did more, but no.
Sabri =) And I noticed you have plums in the fridge there is: (
Me: There are jars of Gerber plum, let's give this
I: Set a saying prunes or plums
Sabri =): Ahhhh Sabri =) I'll see
Sabri =): Prunes oatmeal, there are 3 bottles
Me: That
Sabri =): Ok but now full
Sabri =): I give it at 4pm?
Me: Ok
Sabri =): Ya!
Sabri =): Senio this super busy? I wanted to make a query!
Me: Tell me
Sabri =): What happens is q q 3 times and went shopping for my boots, and there are only stocks and I do not like my size and no
Sabri =) Tons I saw one in macys
Me: Ok
Sabri =): A 29.99
Me: Wow
Sabri =): For internet taxes and shipping
I get like 30 Sabri =) But when I came out I wanted to buy chocolate color and size 5 and a half
Sabri =): I could not change
Sabri =) yeahhhh
Sabri =): The code does not remember but esdtaban on page 11 to see
Me: That's porq is only available ...
Sabri =): Y do not know if now is the ensenio is q and if, as you know buy x inter
I could ask: Yes, let me decide when I
Sabri =): O look at other options, and look at various xq sites and can not find
Sabri =)
Sabri Ok thanks =): I take the pen, happy! Then a cry xq largooooooo wanted to put it out on the play again, front room total: p
I: Jaja
I: The morning mist?
Sabri =): If at 10 am
Me: Ok
Sabri =): Senio it was quick to want to grab the chess (
Sabri =): If you do not grab it! Ate dolls
Me: Oops, I have to clean the lower shelves
Sabri =): This terribleeee all want to catch and say "no" and cry: (
Me: They are metal, will not eat much haha
Sabri =): Since we won the midget
Sabri =): I have q take much caffeine to stay the pace.
Me: Try to get everything you want to grab it out of reach, so do not have to be saying not all the time
I: Change the decoration ...
Sabri =): What if!
Me: Minimalist
Sabri =) Hahaha and I put it on the walkway and saw legs and ascended q laughed
Sabri =) But I already left
: You leave?
Sabri =): If
I: We leave you?
Sabri =): The 2nd attempt was left! I'm going to lunch advantage
Sabri =): Put it in the walker
Me: Ahh
Sabri =): q does not hold him to grasp the chess chips
Me: Do not sleep or coffee you gave the cereal?
Sabri =) And I wanted to put first the well known walker and lifted his feet and laughed
I: Jaja
Sabri =): As Diender to see if I let
Sabri =): Nope
Sabri =): This Chinese
suenio Sabri =) But this "running"
Sabri =): There you jump this jump q
Me: Well, takes a bite ...
Sabri =) Oh yes indeed
Sabri =): I went up the chips
Sabri =): I'm finished senio'll give her milk to Maxi and it's up to this time, and we're asleep? (
Me: That poor sleep a little
Me: She has not slept very little during the day also
Sabri =): Ok
Sabri =): So
Sabri =): Senio fell asleep
Sabri =): Since is in the cradle
Me: Ok
Sabri =): I take the milk and half of ups came tete
Me: Uff
Sabri =): Fortunately I do not cry this time
Sabri =): I'll make rice
TSabri =): Senio it was 1 hr of q fell asleep. I woke up and
Sabri =): We in the bed of the piece.
Sabri =):: (I sleep the poor. Neither the music wakes him up. What do I do?
Me: Haha not want to play?
Sabri =): Since this depertando ufff
Sabri =) jajaja Laughs
Me: Poor scheduling mess that has
Sabri =): I suenio dripped from the poor,
Me: Today we go to bed all soon
Sabri =): We went up the volume to the team, and awakened him
Sabri =): Your Hearing and
Manuelita Sabri =): Turn to look
Sabri =): That will take a photo with their badges!
Sabri =) I hope you get
Me: Ok
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My husband says there to do gymnastics ...

Nothing reflects my mood better than this cartoon:



is bad enough that we have to die one day, at least, we have the Creator left our young little body until sunset and the day we we had to go, say three hundred twenty years, would come out simply and quietly from the scene. That would be a graceful exit.
But no, to snatch a minute rusty death, we must refrain from dozens of things, eating healthy, exercising and bitching as much as possible ...
who bore him.

Maxine Clip Art, Free

Mom! "I can reach into the plug? Underpinning



When a pregnant, I say, before conception one has any plans for how you will raise your child. The infertile played here with advantage have years to plan the breeding, organize birthday and imagine all those deep conversations with the kids with their parents in the movies. When the boy is born, the expectations go down and reaches the point where one feels, not just satisfied, but satisfied with just the child is alive.

Man seems to be the paving of all races. When a dog is born, no one says the cub does not have to jump from the top of a ladder down, the dog senses that the unknown must approach with caution and approaches cautiously to the edge of the first step, it sniffs, leg affair, and if situation is conducive, to take momentum into the second. When a baby starts to crawl (today, in the case of Maxi) begins to generate environmental panic. "! Lady beware! Your child can: 1 .- thrown from inside the crib to the floor, 2 .- put my fingers in the plug (not yet imagine exactly how) 3 .- fingers hold a door or drawer, 4 entangled in a rope .-, 5 .- find any small object and forgotten and placed in the nose; 6 .- drowning under a rug; 7 .- pushing furniture and throw it up; 8 .- struck with the tips of the furniture or 9 .- everything above.

why there is a whole industry of plastic intended to sell caps for plugs, clips for the toilet cover, covers for furniture and round cables. As if that were not enough, there are many consulting firms, which will house one to tell you how bad you are doing as a mother, that is, tell you how your child can climb on a chair using his teddy as a step; of there, go crawling to the kitchen counter, opening a cabinet door in a hurry to empty whole bottle of whiskey old you were saving for a special occasion. Payment of fees succulent, they leave you a list of tasks, including, probably, cover the fireplace, illuminated by sunlight and shoot the cacti in the window.

My mother laughs at all that but I must say that at home we were very independent. I learned to read at three years and that same year I ran away from home to seek new horizons. I recently took an adventure and a neighbor found me laughing along the pedestrian walk, one block from my house and I returned to my parents.

But back to the topic at hand, I wonder if Maxi bind to the bedpost to fifteen, reading a manual for home life or to recruit a permanent security guard. Anyone is encouraged to give some advice?





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my husband says that this morning he awoke at one o'clock in the morning because the baby cried and I snored like pig (we have an agreement that I get up at night and change him in the morning). I got up, rocked him a bit and put it back, asleep in the crib. I can not believe you have not listened to mourn Maxi and I can only think that: 1 .- O. is inventing history never to rise in the morning, 2 .- my level of exhaustion is more serious than he imagined or 3 .- I'm going deaf. Normally

scene goes like this:

(Maxi) Buuuuaaaaaa!
(Maxi) BUAHHHHHHH!
I get up, walk him, so calm and when you pass a whispering it again to leave the crib. If the crying persists, which means hunger and give you a bottle. Then back to my bed.
(O) What was it?
(I) And I do not know.
(O) Do not you say?
(I) Yes, I said BUAHHHHH !!!!! I woke up and WERE NOT HERE!! BUAHHHHH! WHY WERE NOT ACA ME?? BUAHHHH!

must be very upsetting to a baby in the arms of someone falling asleep and waking up from a mattress. It is as if we liest down on the bed and we woke up at three o'clock in the dark, the kitchen floor, not knowing how the hell we got there. Something strange. Although, according to O., I grab the towel with a pillow and sleeping ...

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