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	<title>Comments on: happily ever after</title>
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		<title>By: Kelly</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-211269</link>
		<dc:creator>Kelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 00:33:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Brings me back, Bon, to those dark nights with an oft-waking, oft-nursing wee one. Somehow, though, laughter wriggled itself in during the daylight hours despite my zombie-like nature  

I love this piece.  Gorgeousness.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Brings me back, Bon, to those dark nights with an oft-waking, oft-nursing wee one. Somehow, though, laughter wriggled itself in during the daylight hours despite my zombie-like nature  </p>
<p>I love this piece.  Gorgeousness.</p>
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		<title>By: bean-mom</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-210202</link>
		<dc:creator>bean-mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 04:44:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, this is *so* sweet!

My 4-year old also loves stories about her parents. She particularly loves the story about how her mom met a prince =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, this is *so* sweet!</p>
<p>My 4-year old also loves stories about her parents. She particularly loves the story about how her mom met a prince =)</p>
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		<title>By: pnuts mama</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-210109</link>
		<dc:creator>pnuts mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 23:20:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oh, i love it! the once upon a time is sweetly told here as well...although i gave up on the sleep training- the bean still sleeps in his swing from 9pmish (cringes at the looks of disgust) til 4-6amish when he cries for boobie and is obliged, often for more than an hour as we both snooze through his breakfast (?) (afterparty? i remember eating breakfasty type foods at 4am back in the day, usually after that round of shooters you spoke of) and i dump him unceremoniously into said sidecar. til 7amish, where we rinse and repeat, unless he decides he is up for the day, and if so, i am an unhappy mama for the rest of said day.

am looking into a white noise machine. husband is looking into drugs- for me, for baby, for him, who knows? i wish i could get him on a better schedule during the days/nights, but, i suck. and him doing cio really doesn&#039;t work with having a houseful of people who would like to sleep. eh, he&#039;ll sleep eventually. 

good luck and good rest tonight, mama.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oh, i love it! the once upon a time is sweetly told here as well&#8230;although i gave up on the sleep training- the bean still sleeps in his swing from 9pmish (cringes at the looks of disgust) til 4-6amish when he cries for boobie and is obliged, often for more than an hour as we both snooze through his breakfast (?) (afterparty? i remember eating breakfasty type foods at 4am back in the day, usually after that round of shooters you spoke of) and i dump him unceremoniously into said sidecar. til 7amish, where we rinse and repeat, unless he decides he is up for the day, and if so, i am an unhappy mama for the rest of said day.</p>
<p>am looking into a white noise machine. husband is looking into drugs- for me, for baby, for him, who knows? i wish i could get him on a better schedule during the days/nights, but, i suck. and him doing cio really doesn&#8217;t work with having a houseful of people who would like to sleep. eh, he&#8217;ll sleep eventually. </p>
<p>good luck and good rest tonight, mama.</p>
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		<title>By: Jen</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-210106</link>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 23:13:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your writing enfolds me and I never know what to say when I&#039;m done reading, so I believe this is my first comment.  My son, Z, is now 2, but when he was Posey&#039;s age, I first joined the Twitterverse. I was writing at night and would nurse him to sleep on the living room floor and then join him every hour or so all night long.  He nursed every 45-90 minutes for a year!  He never used a crib.  Although it was terrible at the time, I wouldn&#039;t change a thing.  I began to imagine the guest bedroom as a romantic hotel getaway, or we probably never would have survived.  Since then, I&#039;ve learned I don&#039;t need sleep anyway.  We also do the story thing every night, but Z mixes up his characters. &quot;Thomas, Mommy, Mater story?&quot;  This week he requested a Mommy and Daddy story with no other characters!  I told him a story about Mommy and Daddy getting a babysitter and going to Seattle...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your writing enfolds me and I never know what to say when I&#8217;m done reading, so I believe this is my first comment.  My son, Z, is now 2, but when he was Posey&#8217;s age, I first joined the Twitterverse. I was writing at night and would nurse him to sleep on the living room floor and then join him every hour or so all night long.  He nursed every 45-90 minutes for a year!  He never used a crib.  Although it was terrible at the time, I wouldn&#8217;t change a thing.  I began to imagine the guest bedroom as a romantic hotel getaway, or we probably never would have survived.  Since then, I&#8217;ve learned I don&#8217;t need sleep anyway.  We also do the story thing every night, but Z mixes up his characters. &#8220;Thomas, Mommy, Mater story?&#8221;  This week he requested a Mommy and Daddy story with no other characters!  I told him a story about Mommy and Daddy getting a babysitter and going to Seattle&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Ally</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-210065</link>
		<dc:creator>Ally</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 18:48:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just tell me this Bon.  How in the heck to write this beautifully and well when you are so dreadfully sleep-deprived?  I am in awe.  Again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just tell me this Bon.  How in the heck to write this beautifully and well when you are so dreadfully sleep-deprived?  I am in awe.  Again.</p>
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		<title>By: Painted Maypole</title>
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		<dc:creator>Painted Maypole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 20:22:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>a true fairytale, indeed</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a true fairytale, indeed</p>
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		<title>By: Janet</title>
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		<dc:creator>Janet</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 14:28:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Princes who gives baths and tell bedtime stories are my favourite.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Princes who gives baths and tell bedtime stories are my favourite.</p>
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		<title>By: Susan Ettenheim</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-209764</link>
		<dc:creator>Susan Ettenheim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 22:59:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great story! Smiling... smiling... When Mattie was little she told me sister all about the giraffe that came in at night and kissed her... she had asked about the &quot;draft&quot;... in the room...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great story! Smiling&#8230; smiling&#8230; When Mattie was little she told me sister all about the giraffe that came in at night and kissed her&#8230; she had asked about the &#8220;draft&#8221;&#8230; in the room&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: WhyMommy</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-209727</link>
		<dc:creator>WhyMommy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 15:41:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Widget loves the stories of when Mommy was a little girl, and when Mommy met Daddy, and how we lived (sort of) before we were Mommy and Daddy.  He has such a funny time wrapping his brain around a time when Mommy was just &quot;Susan.&quot;

Cracks me up.

I love this post; the love and laughter come through so clearly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Widget loves the stories of when Mommy was a little girl, and when Mommy met Daddy, and how we lived (sort of) before we were Mommy and Daddy.  He has such a funny time wrapping his brain around a time when Mommy was just &#8220;Susan.&#8221;</p>
<p>Cracks me up.</p>
<p>I love this post; the love and laughter come through so clearly.</p>
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		<title>By: chris</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2009/02/06/happily-ever-after/comment-page-1/#comment-209662</link>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 07:18:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this story- so funny, so beautiful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this story- so funny, so beautiful.</p>
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