<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342816038419744999</id><updated>2009-10-21T02:37:08.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHERHOOD IN BLOOM</title><subtitle type='html'>In becoming a mother I have grown...I have not only found a new friend; but I have found more of myself.
And oh, how I did not know, I was a life so full of life.
This, is because of the small life that has pointed it out to me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmae3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342816038419744999/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmae3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jmae3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14901474190996643062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342816038419744999.post-1831811820450633869</id><published>2007-03-29T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:45:43.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Dream Of A Life Devoted...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DREAM OF A LIFE DEVOTED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here I am...taking the plunge into fairly public rants, memories, daily occurrence and heartfelt feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a myspace; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jmae3"&gt;www.myspace.com/jmae3&lt;/a&gt; ;but I don't blog over there. For some reason I seem to think I will actually take the time to blog over here? Odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week has been one that I cannot keep track of. I'm not sure the day of the week from one hour to the next. My family is gone, and while I relish the peace and quite, I hate the nighttime of being alone and not knowing what or who lurks outside my door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I am a big baby. I wish I wasn't...but simply put, I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have taken so much time this week to just be with "Little Sprout" as we will call my 1 year old son! No need for a number, for he is my one and only! Often I am just caring for him, and my daily plate is so heavy with task, that that is all I do with him. This week has been so nice, creating memories, discovering things like his thighs are really getting large and oh soo tasty! hehe I guess, I've been to busy to really stop and notice. Or that if I tickle him long enough he will snort...just like me! Oops! Don't tell ok? We even had some lessons learned; while Little Sprout learned that his disobedience will earn him naughty step time...I learned that my 14 month old is SMART! Yes, it took only a matter of 4 tries to get him to stay on the naughty step. Now, 1 day later and 5 trips to the naughty step, I can hear him scramble to recover his balance on the naughty step if he "happens" to fall off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this week; and it makes me long for my own happy home where it is just Little Sprout and Measure of a Man as we will call my boyfriend~Soon to be husband. He will remain the same name within my blogs though, as it will still ring true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have days where I no longer run to set down my first priority~Little Sprout, and quickly shove an office phone into the #1 spot...but rather to spend spring days in the grass eating sandwiches and giggling at rabbits in the clouds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next year...I'll make it happen next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com/photos/photo_view.php?instanceid=368327" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by RockYouPhotos.com" alt="Hosted by RockYouPhotos.com" src="http://img201.rockyou.com/imagehost/0/368/368327/368327_148debf81175233687_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342816038419744999-1831811820450633869?l=jmae3.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmae3.blogspot.com/feeds/1831811820450633869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342816038419744999&amp;postID=1831811820450633869' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342816038419744999/posts/default/1831811820450633869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342816038419744999/posts/default/1831811820450633869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmae3.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jmae3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14901474190996643062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18442003253635287272'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry></feed>