tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408791721968779290.post3278601173440078406..comments2020-02-13T12:28:51.604+01:00Comments on My Bump and Grind: Toni Braxton Hicks: Get It?traca de broonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09969395438101441866noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408791721968779290.post-81449945466901843102010-10-16T17:16:58.060+02:002010-10-16T17:16:58.060+02:00Oh baby let go that ego mama, release now and for ...Oh baby let go that ego mama, release now and for the matter I do see how the Irishman could get away with saying he has known you for TEN YEARS and over given what drives us all just it's only partially some who get to incubate a little life for a spell and a spell so brief, more brief than the bar hook-up and the frothy kiss of a latte, because look how beautiful he is and anticipate the more than all he'll likely become.ginabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05885737646572900998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408791721968779290.post-37029609910767568282010-10-14T04:53:31.723+02:002010-10-14T04:53:31.723+02:00Welcome to the club! Now you have your own labor a...Welcome to the club! Now you have your own labor and delivery story to share. When we were at the BT office, John (who had a teenage son) would ask if I'd read the daily comic strip "Zits." I would say no, I was still reading "Baby Blues." Now I read "Zits" with appreciation of the teen age son that somehow magically appeared where my little boy used to be. I still read "Baby Blues" and relate fondly but then consider how glad I am to be at the current stage--only three years from an empty nest. It's wonderful to "hear" your voice through your blog. SusanSusanahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03257627490944773983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408791721968779290.post-941507801783549412010-10-14T01:29:16.643+02:002010-10-14T01:29:16.643+02:00I still don't quite understand that I am a MOM...I still don't quite understand that I am a MOM. It's scary. Moms are different from me, aren't they? And then I thought about the fact that parents aren't cool at all. Yeah, grapple with that one. I told some people and all said, 'No, that's not true, some are.' Then I told them to think about their parents. They all looked at me apologetic at that point and changed the topic...hm. <br /> But, as with all descriptions, it doesn't really matter, does it? Having a child is the craziest, hardest and most rewarding thing ever...so far. But, I wouldn't want it any other way. <br /> Having other moms about is key. It makes you feel normal or even better. I got two mother's groups going. And they are the high-light of my week. Still.rootabergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10238444727322120328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1408791721968779290.post-61067184872037572892010-10-13T14:44:41.392+02:002010-10-13T14:44:41.392+02:00Your aversion to all things "Mommy" was ...Your aversion to all things "Mommy" was the way I felt about all "Realtors" I had gone so many years thinking they were all bufont-haired sales, ra-ra freaks, embellishers of all things... Once I started to let them in socially a few years back, I realized, this is one of the greatest social groups I've ever met and now a huge reason I still stick around in this market.LISA D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03121530925140879252noreply@blogger.com