<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709</id><updated>2012-01-25T17:44:35.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavlovian Pee Sticks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-828512608485705654</id><published>2010-01-28T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:38:54.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWW (Two week wait)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night before last, I woke in the night with a searing sharp pain in my lower left abdomen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep. Ovulation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in the TWW period, friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cross your fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-828512608485705654?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/828512608485705654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/tww-two-week-wait.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/828512608485705654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/828512608485705654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/tww-two-week-wait.html' title='TWW (Two week wait)'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-4362072478873261496</id><published>2010-01-27T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:44:21.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S2BtUvOuryI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WqYSzAAbhu8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461353651875618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S2BtUvOuryI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WqYSzAAbhu8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-4362072478873261496?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/4362072478873261496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/4362072478873261496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/4362072478873261496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday_27.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S2BtUvOuryI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WqYSzAAbhu8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-1721463817954065471</id><published>2010-01-25T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:32:54.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe, baby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel disgusting today. And exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's MORNING SICKNESS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I COULD be that i haven't eaten like anything today, and I stayed up until 2 am...nah. Couln't be that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-1721463817954065471?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/1721463817954065471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/1721463817954065471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/1721463817954065471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-baby.html' title='Maybe, baby?'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-684062228285755387</id><published>2010-01-23T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:54:08.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Silly For Sunday January 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1vEUsHv-VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jpL6zgExLCw/s1600-h/cartoon2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430149635445356882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1vEUsHv-VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jpL6zgExLCw/s320/cartoon2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-684062228285755387?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/684062228285755387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-silly-for-sunday-january-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/684062228285755387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/684062228285755387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-silly-for-sunday-january-24.html' title='Something Silly For Sunday January 24'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1vEUsHv-VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jpL6zgExLCw/s72-c/cartoon2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-8817474081883705861</id><published>2010-01-23T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:50:37.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're TTC when...</title><content type='html'>You know you're TTC when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the Big 'O' no longer refers to orgasm, but instead to ovulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yes. Yes it does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you show everyone who will look at your bbt charts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah, DH. No one else cares since I've had 3 already. The first one was exciting, with the second, everyone feared for my health because they thought my babies were too close together (15 mos.) and the third one was just the 'norm' for us...so, yeah, until I'm actually knocked up and my doctor is there once a month to revel in the glory of my sticky bean with me- I pretty much keep it in my own bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- every twinge is a potential sign: ovulation pain OR perhaps implantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Absolutely. Sometimes, I can feel the baby KICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- it no longer strikes you as the least bit odd to check out at the pharmacy with both HPTs and tampons in your cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah, I think I have like a lifetime supply of tampons now. I don't think I'll EVER have to buy any more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you schedule your social events around your ovulation day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yes. Last October, I canceled a trip to Texas because DH couldn't go, and I was ovulating that weekend, so I didn't want to miss our chance. Obviously, it didn't matter, and I probably should have just gone on the trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if your OPK comes up +, you cancel all social engagements that night so you can BD &amp;amp; lie with your legs elevated and butt up in the air afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm the mother of 3 kids under 4. I have a very small small small social life. So I don't really have to worry about this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you talk using mysterious acronymns that only your ttc buddies understand: ttc, BD, ewcm, bbt, opk, 2ww &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For those who don't know: Trying To Conceive, Baby Dance (as in sex), Egg White Cervical Mucus (fertile fluid.) Basal Body Temperature (&lt;--I had to look this one up.) Ovulation Predictor Kit, and 2 Week Wait. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your morning motto is: "Don't talk to me until I've taken my temperature"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No, actually, my morning motto is "Don't wake me up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you take your temperature more than once a day (committed TTCer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No, but I do sometimes take two ovulation tests a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you refuse to finish decorating that 3rd bedroom in your new house, because you can't stand the thought of getting it just the way you want it only to have to tear it apart next month in order to make room for the nursery you'll be needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm actually trying to finish our basement so that my oldest can move down there when our new baby comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you put off buying any fall/winter clothes, because you hope they won't fit by the time the weather gets cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Absolutely! I have actually already bought some summer/year round pregnancy clothes in anticipation. Can't help it. (see previous post. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you clip coupons for OPKs and HPTs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No- I don't clip coupons for anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your doctor says, "Now take these home and inject this needle into your stomach every day" and you don't even flinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've never had to do this, luckily...but if I don't get knocked up soon, then i'm going to ask for drugs. then maybe I'll end up with 8 babies and become famous like Octomom. But cooler. WAY cooler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you spend more on OPKs, HPTs, and fertility supplements than you do on clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yes. I do. A LOT more. Seriously, when you pee on 5 sticks per month?  And those are just the pregnancy tests, not the  Ovulation tests. Yeah-- it gets pretty expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the thought of nausea makes your heart skip a beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yeah! Last week I got sick last thursday, and even though it was like 5 days after my period started, I was all like "maybe I'm just extra sensetive to the hormones" and stuff. Yeah, I know. I'm kidding myself. Excessively. Because i've done this 3 times before, and I don't get sick for about  a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you make a mental note of what day of your cycle it is before you say "ok" to a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't drink anyway, so...no, not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you get sick but make sure you can take the medicine in case you are pregnant...and would rather stay sick if you can't take the medicine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Absolutely. In fact, I stay out of hot tubs when I'm ttc too, even though i'm like a day past my period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you finally look forward to mornings! Another opportunity to take and record your temp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No, I NEVER look forward to mornings...but yes, I do look forward to peeing on more sticks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you refer (and think) of your husband, not as his real name, but as the letters "DH" in real life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have, on more than 10 occasions, refered to my husband as DH before. To his face. Yeah. That says something, doesn't it? Did I mention that I swore off of Chat boards? This was only ONE reason, but it was a contributing factor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you suffer silently from Infertility Vision (IV) - defined as the ability to see pink lines that nobody else can see. It's a very common condition among POASers during the days leading up to the official test day. Research is still being done, but at present there is no cure for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am very blessed to not have any infertility problems, but the vision still applies. I see pink lines daily (or blue lines, or a half line, etc.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: http://www.twoweekwait.com/web/stories.php?category=21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-8817474081883705861?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8817474081883705861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-youre-ttc-when.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/8817474081883705861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/8817474081883705861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-youre-ttc-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re TTC when...'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-3539779630279910756</id><published>2010-01-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:29:18.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever noticed that there stores only sell cute maternity clothes when you're NOT pregnant? Like, you spend hours looking for clothes that look hip and young and make your belly look like a baby instead of a bulge, but all you ever find are mumus? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OR, you finally get the guts to take your new baby out with you to the store, and the first thing you see is some chic little thing that would have looked darling on you...A MONTH AGO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, having had 3 pregnancies so far, i have notice this in abundance. So i'm doing my shopping now and I hope I'm not jinxing myself. Hopefully I'll get to wear them eventually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far, from Old Navy and Gap I have purchased: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmvnwHTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jwH82PZeMa8/s1600-h/on750745-00p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307719715659058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmvnwHTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jwH82PZeMa8/s320/on750745-00p01v01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmSZcuzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/W4KfgOyWUuM/s1600-h/on696499-00p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307711871040306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmSZcuzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/W4KfgOyWUuM/s320/on696499-00p01v01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmW5j6eI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WHsG2OeLdi8/s1600-h/on679396-00p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307713079470562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmW5j6eI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WHsG2OeLdi8/s320/on679396-00p01v01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmKd-nUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/X8rfu1mvByE/s1600-h/gp689809-00p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307709742554434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmKd-nUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/X8rfu1mvByE/s320/gp689809-00p01v01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGlvXSyGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fUh939VR-Xs/s1600-h/gp689719-03p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429307702466758754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGlvXSyGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fUh939VR-Xs/s320/gp689719-03p01v01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah! I'm stocking up! If anyone knows a good place to buy maternity evening gowns that aren't entirely too expensive, let me know!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-3539779630279910756?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/3539779630279910756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/maternity-clothes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/3539779630279910756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/3539779630279910756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/maternity-clothes.html' title='Maternity Clothes'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1jGmvnwHTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jwH82PZeMa8/s72-c/on750745-00p01v01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-6791566208282808918</id><published>2010-01-20T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:09:11.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1f9h9Lat4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ihju48MK1F0/s1600-h/573605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429086635618383746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1f9h9Lat4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ihju48MK1F0/s320/573605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-6791566208282808918?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/6791566208282808918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6791566208282808918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6791566208282808918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1f9h9Lat4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ihju48MK1F0/s72-c/573605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-8079850818441748180</id><published>2010-01-19T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:58:22.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing that I can say that she hasn't said</title><content type='html'>And she says it better than I can. Today, I'm lazy, and out of time, so let my new hero, here, entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE visit:&lt;br /&gt;http://missedconceptions.wordpress.com/2008/10/22/please-help-them/#comment-2091&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-8079850818441748180?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/8079850818441748180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-nothing-that-i-can-say-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/8079850818441748180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/8079850818441748180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-nothing-that-i-can-say-that.html' title='There is nothing that I can say that she hasn&apos;t said'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-5246040354697896645</id><published>2010-01-18T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:14:41.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-Book in the works!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I happen to the mother of 3 children, all of which slept through the night by 6 weeks. I'm not 'lucky' this wasn't an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be working on an e-book over the next little while about how I did it, and how you can too. We all know mommy is happer when she's well rested. Baby is too, because not only is she well rested, but mommy's not cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hoping to have my book available by early June at the latest. For questions, or comments concerning the topic, or just to offer your own tips (to be properly credited if I find them appropriate) leave me a comment. I'd be happy to hear them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-5246040354697896645?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/5246040354697896645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-book-in-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/5246040354697896645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/5246040354697896645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-book-in-works.html' title='E-Book in the works!'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-6668422648989903743</id><published>2010-01-17T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:17:11.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is it, exactly, about TTC that makes sex such a chore? I mean, I've got drawers full of lacy, black and red and white and every other color imaginable lingerie, and my husband is lying in bed next to me, smelling of soap, toothpaste, and he's clean shaved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DTD every night is the only way to guarantee that you hit that elusive little egg. So it will be done. Begrudgingly. Even though, on a normal night, having my insanely good-looking husband smelling so good would get me going in an instant, I just can't muster up the gumption to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess all those pretty little things were over used on our other three children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-6668422648989903743?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/6668422648989903743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/chores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6668422648989903743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6668422648989903743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/chores.html' title='Chores.'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-6406671014151260774</id><published>2010-01-17T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:32:17.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Silly For Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1Or_wwootI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D8A_ZX_IJuU/s1600-h/cartoon1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871087820579538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1Or_wwootI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D8A_ZX_IJuU/s320/cartoon1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-6406671014151260774?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/6406671014151260774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-silly-for-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6406671014151260774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/6406671014151260774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-silly-for-sunday.html' title='Something Silly For Sunday'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1Or_wwootI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D8A_ZX_IJuU/s72-c/cartoon1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504572375986038709.post-5678578390000044430</id><published>2010-01-16T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:54:21.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You remember Pavlov and his dogs, right???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1I8hbmUltI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vJmXCGIxc9k/s1600-h/PPS.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427467045976708818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1I8hbmUltI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vJmXCGIxc9k/s320/PPS.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we're trying to conceive (TTC.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long hard process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had my IUD out in October, and now it's January. I am already the mother of three death-defying children, and beautiful, entertaining and nerve wracking as they are, I happen to want another (several more, in fact, though I'll happily take them one at a time. Or two. But PLEASE not three.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the last four months, it's been ovulation tests twice a day, and pregnancy tests every day from 5 days before my missed period until old Aunt Flow shows up, all perky and red and completely disappointing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots &lt;em&gt;of &lt;/em&gt;pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gross, I know, but every woman who has ever TTC has done it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember Ivan Pavlov? If you don't, I'm sure you'll remember him when I relate his story. Pavlov's dogs are probably the best known example of Classical Conditioning ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Essentially, Pavlov discovered that dogs salivated naturally when presented with food (unconditioned response). What ended up as a significant phsychological breakthrough was that every time he fed the dogs he would ring a bell, and over time, when the dogs would hear the bell, weather or not food accompanied the bell, they salivated. (Conditioned Response.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In many ways, I have become one of Pavlov's dogs. I have peed on so many urine-test strips that now, when I walk down the Feminine Hygene isle at the grocery store, where all those test strips lean outward, promising hope and a posetive answer, I immediately have to pee like a race horse. Even if i just went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. I have been conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Sigh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504572375986038709-5678578390000044430?l=bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/feeds/5678578390000044430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-remember-pavlov-and-his-dogs-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/5678578390000044430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504572375986038709/posts/default/5678578390000044430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggbabyblogg.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-remember-pavlov-and-his-dogs-right.html' title='You remember Pavlov and his dogs, right???'/><author><name>I'm NOT a VOLCANO!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820803765909133728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SHjIcmG1wM/TyCvl-usWFI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/nJ6ZW5MYHDQ/s220/Brae03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BanSyN9XFLw/S1I8hbmUltI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vJmXCGIxc9k/s72-c/PPS.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
