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	<description>A San Francisco stay-at-home dad getting the hang of things.</description>
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		<title>By: Xbox4NappyRash</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10340</link>
		<dc:creator>Xbox4NappyRash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 18:35:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Good to see you back, as haggard as you may be ;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good to see you back, as haggard as you may be <img src='http://doodaddy.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Amber</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10294</link>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 16:32:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Glad you are back!  I was hoping everything was okay.  We&#039;re expecting our second in July.  Our oldest will be 22 months.  And we&#039;re a little nervous.  Someone told me that the first year is insane, but after that it is wonderful.  We&#039;re paying really close attention to your blog right now.  :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Glad you are back!  I was hoping everything was okay.  We&#8217;re expecting our second in July.  Our oldest will be 22 months.  And we&#8217;re a little nervous.  Someone told me that the first year is insane, but after that it is wonderful.  We&#8217;re paying really close attention to your blog right now.  <img src='http://doodaddy.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Super Mega Dad</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10279</link>
		<dc:creator>Super Mega Dad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 04:45:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh man, I can imagine the feelings going through your head as she feel.  That&#039;s a terrible feeling to go through.  

When stuff like that happens, I feel guilty for weeks thinking there might be some sort of internal damage.

My little girl got her arm stuck between the door and her car seat as I closed the car door last night and bawled her little head off.  She was due a lot of cuddling time for that one.  There was some tense time there as I checked for broken arms.  Fortunately, nothing major, she just got scared when she got stuck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh man, I can imagine the feelings going through your head as she feel.  That&#8217;s a terrible feeling to go through.  </p>
<p>When stuff like that happens, I feel guilty for weeks thinking there might be some sort of internal damage.</p>
<p>My little girl got her arm stuck between the door and her car seat as I closed the car door last night and bawled her little head off.  She was due a lot of cuddling time for that one.  There was some tense time there as I checked for broken arms.  Fortunately, nothing major, she just got scared when she got stuck.</p>
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		<title>By: donditiples</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10273</link>
		<dc:creator>donditiples</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 13:38:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow. I salute you. I just spent a whole day with my kids since their nanny went home. I am bushed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow. I salute you. I just spent a whole day with my kids since their nanny went home. I am bushed.</p>
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		<title>By: PJ</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10258</link>
		<dc:creator>PJ</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 19:33:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My toddler (20mo) doesn&#039;t like booster seats at all... I think it&#039;s a combination of the instability (they usually rock in the chairs they&#039;re in) and the extra impediment to climbing in and out of the chair.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My toddler (20mo) doesn&#8217;t like booster seats at all&#8230; I think it&#8217;s a combination of the instability (they usually rock in the chairs they&#8217;re in) and the extra impediment to climbing in and out of the chair.</p>
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		<title>By: Malke Rosenfeld</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10255</link>
		<dc:creator>Malke Rosenfeld</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:23:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m glad you&#039;re back!  I kept checking in hoping to find a ew post and then I started worrying that something was really wrong.  A little weird &#039;cause I don&#039;t even know you, but I love the way you see and express the world of being a parent.  I&#039;m glad you were just &quot;busy&quot; even if it felt overwhelming at times!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m glad you&#8217;re back!  I kept checking in hoping to find a ew post and then I started worrying that something was really wrong.  A little weird &#8217;cause I don&#8217;t even know you, but I love the way you see and express the world of being a parent.  I&#8217;m glad you were just &#8220;busy&#8221; even if it felt overwhelming at times!</p>
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		<title>By: Stella</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10254</link>
		<dc:creator>Stella</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 13:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The longest month and the cruelest month!  I don&#039;t have any balm to offer, but I do have empathy . . . and platitudes: Hang in there. (Oh, and in the absence of time for novel reading, I&#039;ve turned to poetry recently.  It&#039;s pretty satisfying.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The longest month and the cruelest month!  I don&#8217;t have any balm to offer, but I do have empathy . . . and platitudes: Hang in there. (Oh, and in the absence of time for novel reading, I&#8217;ve turned to poetry recently.  It&#8217;s pretty satisfying.)</p>
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		<title>By: mom, again</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10251</link>
		<dc:creator>mom, again</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 11:55:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There you are!  Yesterday, I was checking through my feeds to see if I&#039;d lost you somehow. Of course, then my sweet boy interrupted me, so I never finished looking...

Improvement sneaks up on you. One day you&#039;ll turn around &amp; notice it&#039;s been better for a while now. 

My sweet boy sat down in the middle of the High Street yesterday.  We were using his walking pack (backpack with leash) &amp; I was wearing my bag &amp; carrying grocery bags.  I quickly switched all the groceries to one hand &amp; tried to help him up.  He was uncooperative, so I had to hold tight with one hand &amp; use the one available pinky finger of my other hand to get him over to the pavement.  Which peeved him as only a 23-month old can be peeved.  I eventually got him up to my hip on the free arm side &amp; carried him the rest of the way home.  This morning, I noticed bruises on his little arm which exactly fit my finger tips.  Oh, the guilt!    

I guess we aren&#039;t ready to walk down the shops without the pushchair just yet. at least, not if I need more stuff than I can jam in my bag.  Leaving me both hands free to haul the toddler a bit more gently to safety.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There you are!  Yesterday, I was checking through my feeds to see if I&#8217;d lost you somehow. Of course, then my sweet boy interrupted me, so I never finished looking&#8230;</p>
<p>Improvement sneaks up on you. One day you&#8217;ll turn around &amp; notice it&#8217;s been better for a while now. </p>
<p>My sweet boy sat down in the middle of the High Street yesterday.  We were using his walking pack (backpack with leash) &amp; I was wearing my bag &amp; carrying grocery bags.  I quickly switched all the groceries to one hand &amp; tried to help him up.  He was uncooperative, so I had to hold tight with one hand &amp; use the one available pinky finger of my other hand to get him over to the pavement.  Which peeved him as only a 23-month old can be peeved.  I eventually got him up to my hip on the free arm side &amp; carried him the rest of the way home.  This morning, I noticed bruises on his little arm which exactly fit my finger tips.  Oh, the guilt!    </p>
<p>I guess we aren&#8217;t ready to walk down the shops without the pushchair just yet. at least, not if I need more stuff than I can jam in my bag.  Leaving me both hands free to haul the toddler a bit more gently to safety.</p>
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		<title>By: Nan</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10250</link>
		<dc:creator>Nan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 11:33:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah, second-child guilt. It gets worse with subsequent (sp?) chidren! So sorry about Boo&#039;s fall. Isn&#039;t it terrrible when we can&#039;t always catch them?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah, second-child guilt. It gets worse with subsequent (sp?) chidren! So sorry about Boo&#8217;s fall. Isn&#8217;t it terrrible when we can&#8217;t always catch them?</p>
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		<title>By: Lynnie</title>
		<link>http://doodaddy.net/2009/04/27/the-longest-month/comment-page-1/#comment-10249</link>
		<dc:creator>Lynnie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 11:15:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Boy does that post bring back the memories!  I watched a video of us at that stage a few weeks ago.  The kids were painting at the table even though my youngest was like six months old.  The entire table, legs included, looked covered in paint. In the background it looked like a bomb had gone off in Babies&#039;RUs.  And yet my voice was calm, the girls were happy.  We must have been living in an alternate reality.  And you&#039;re right, it totally ends at some point and gets easier!  Mine are 3 and 5 and get along SPLENDIDLY leaving me free to be sentimental most of the day!  Good luck riding the waves until then!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Boy does that post bring back the memories!  I watched a video of us at that stage a few weeks ago.  The kids were painting at the table even though my youngest was like six months old.  The entire table, legs included, looked covered in paint. In the background it looked like a bomb had gone off in Babies&#8217;RUs.  And yet my voice was calm, the girls were happy.  We must have been living in an alternate reality.  And you&#8217;re right, it totally ends at some point and gets easier!  Mine are 3 and 5 and get along SPLENDIDLY leaving me free to be sentimental most of the day!  Good luck riding the waves until then!</p>
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