<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post5113867903297811563..comments</id><updated>2012-02-18T02:33:26.492-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Meal Planning'/><category term='Real Me'/><category term='Couch 2 5K'/><category term='menu monday'/><category term='Project 365 - 2012'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Sunday Seven'/><category term='I&apos;m nicer than I look'/><category term='Family Time'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Life Goals'/><category term='New Years Eve'/><category term='Linky Love'/><category term='Home Decorating'/><category term='Working Hard for the Money'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='The Cute Hubs'/><category term='TV Time'/><category term='College'/><category term='Eli&apos;s Month Pics'/><category term='Weekly Weekend Update'/><category term='New Look'/><category term='Organization'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Married Life'/><category term='Project 365'/><category term='Work'/><category term='About Me'/><category term='Time in the Kitchen'/><category term='Traveling'/><category term='Working Mom'/><category term='My Attempt at Fashion'/><category term='Engaged'/><category term='Just For Fun'/><category term='Weekly Pregnancy Udpates'/><category term='Birth'/><category term='Christmas Time'/><category term='Blogoversary'/><category term='Fitness'/><category term='Life Experience'/><category term='Completely Random'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Living and Learning'/><category term='Family Stories'/><category term='Bloggy Friends to the Rescue'/><category term='Boring'/><category term='Let&apos;s Look Back'/><category term='February Funk'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='EADL'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Blog Friends'/><category term='Dating stories'/><category term='Google Analytics'/><category term='Thursday Thirteen'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='I&apos;m weird'/><category term='Winter Weather'/><category term='I&apos;m with the band'/><category term='Oklahoma Weather'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Project 365 - 2011'/><category term='Scentsy'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='The Shred'/><category term='House Hunt'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='House Projects'/><category term='Q and A'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='Picture Dump'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Comments on Tales of the Trees: A Stage</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/feeds/5113867903297811563/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10022815952411377047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zF3M51Q7fRY/TryYjNfQzII/AAAAAAAAIjc/QIknzVuY-U8/s220/Eli6M-140.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-8806668006567699399</id><published>2012-02-18T02:33:26.492-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T02:33:26.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like your story, ok, i’ll bookmark this site and...</title><content type='html'>I like your story, ok, i’ll bookmark this site and return here in next few days.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8806668006567699399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8806668006567699399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1329561206492#c8806668006567699399' title=''/><author><name>Baju Muslim</name><uri>http://toko-baju-muslim.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-75742288'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-3589114028541085296</id><published>2012-01-23T05:43:12.296-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:43:12.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is awesome and made me laugh a little.  ...</title><content type='html'>This post is awesome and made me laugh a little.  My little one hasn&amp;#39;t entered that phase yet, but I am not looking forward to it.  I really hope he skips it! Ha!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3589114028541085296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3589114028541085296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1327326192296#c3589114028541085296' title=''/><author><name>Dianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17663855625885523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05946700438168736219'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Pbs273N24/TmFE2OL8TsI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PGzE55GZ3Cc/s220/8-27%2Bfamily%2Bpic%2B2%2Bcropped.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1371984640'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-8228315824087191638</id><published>2012-01-22T15:59:09.504-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:59:09.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving a crying baby is the worst!  I hope he get...</title><content type='html'>Leaving a crying baby is the worst!  I hope he gets better soon- it&amp;#39;s hard to enjoy church (or anything, really) when you have so much dread of what&amp;#39;s going to come at drop-off time!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8228315824087191638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8228315824087191638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1327276749504#c8228315824087191638' title=''/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105136066797762759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-42GLqF8dRns/TuL9fa3opdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CNtFA6DuT-I/s220/189718_1889625687387_1443810004_2121048_802990_n.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-39175110'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-2965125929929623055</id><published>2012-01-20T13:36:20.873-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:36:20.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn&amp;#39;t get any easier to leave a crying to...</title><content type='html'>It doesn&amp;#39;t get any easier to leave a crying toddler - I hope Eli&amp;#39;s phase ends earlier.  Our 2 1/2 year old still cries sometimes during daycare drop-off and it it awful!  I hate it too!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/2965125929929623055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/2965125929929623055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1327095380873#c2965125929929623055' title=''/><author><name>Allena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04738835840061426517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfjC6Xn71W8/SU5qF_EDtuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iZHOe9neqGE/S220/053.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2070095654'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-521248633745245230</id><published>2012-01-19T14:38:40.089-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:38:40.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh!   I HHHHHate when Addy cries when I leave. ...</title><content type='html'>ahhhh!   I HHHHHate when Addy cries when I leave.  Steve takes Addy to daycare so I don&amp;#39;t have to deal with it.  If I did, I would no longer be working!    It is a phase, it comes and goes.   However, wait until he cries WHILE yelling &amp;#39;mommy!&amp;quot; (breaks my heart over and over again!)(Oh, and wait until he cries when you leave him with your mother - I think that broke my mom&amp;#39;s heart more than mine!)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/521248633745245230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/521248633745245230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1327012720089#c521248633745245230' title=''/><author><name>Stolen by Mullen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632582541824823975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14788112498908157914'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa1tls079jc/TLzxLWw7leI/AAAAAAAAALo/YuHypKNRx0I/S220/20100911-Mullen-30-2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-157523851'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-6383677104296262196</id><published>2012-01-19T10:58:08.474-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:58:08.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this is the hardest part of being a parent...</title><content type='html'>I think this is the hardest part of being a parent. I too thought parents were crazy for not letting them cry it out! My daughter just turned two and she stills cries sometimes when I drop her off. It still feels as painful as the first time it happened. Thankfully, they are just fewer and farther between! &lt;br /&gt;Hope he outgrows it soon! :-(</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/6383677104296262196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/6383677104296262196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326999488474#c6383677104296262196' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09525310468812290409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10394520249104892439'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5g69zbOnIUg/Tni4woXwdzI/AAAAAAAAI40/duh2wRwCWYA/s220/IMG_4854a.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1802986752'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-3379366076587992378</id><published>2012-01-19T09:57:06.034-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:57:06.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We went through a very similar phase around the sa...</title><content type='html'>We went through a very similar phase around the same age. BUT it didn&amp;#39;t last long. It was awful and I hated it. My husband is stronger (meaner) than me thought and never let me take her in the service. Then after she turned one, it popped up again, but seriously only lasted about a week or so. It sucks. But it will get better Mama :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3379366076587992378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3379366076587992378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326995826034#c3379366076587992378' title=''/><author><name>Perfectly Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128584550959614381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10607694095596057059'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNCLSM3i0qw/TdclM8VkIAI/AAAAAAAAFHc/Fju-5POgaVo/s220/IMG_1520.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1630346358'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-3605793286425823232</id><published>2012-01-19T07:23:26.530-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:23:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amelia went through this late and has been through...</title><content type='html'>Amelia went through this late and has been through it a couple of times.  She just recently stopped crying when I take her to nursery - it lasted about a month.  She had never cried before and started out of the blue. I was always texting as soon as I would leave to see if she had stopped...and she always had. It never gets easier to leave them when they&amp;#39;re crying though. &lt;br /&gt;:(</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3605793286425823232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3605793286425823232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326986606530#c3605793286425823232' title=''/><author><name>Alex and Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02624579268277066653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KG8LFfkti1c/SlFnQDiGP8I/AAAAAAAABio/b1LXHyQ6t90/S220/mecropped.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1346872572'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-8843120273825440644</id><published>2012-01-19T06:08:31.410-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T06:08:31.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby boy just turned 1. (Yes.  I&amp;#39;m still in...</title><content type='html'>My baby boy just turned 1. (Yes.  I&amp;#39;m still in denial about that.)  He started doing this sometimes in the last month or so, too.  He doesn&amp;#39;t want to be left in the church nursery and some days when I leave for work, he cries.  It is pitiful!  I feel like the worst mom ever.  I know he&amp;#39;s okay very soon after I leave, but you are right.  So hard.  Also?  I&amp;#39;ve eaten some words, too!  And by some I mean A LOT. ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8843120273825440644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/8843120273825440644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326982111410#c8843120273825440644' title=''/><author><name>Aishlea and Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06114621005013210967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15380685934439609311'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D56pcfjPDws/TXEO6JHppYI/AAAAAAAAFnw/pvlyVVqvPj8/s220/family1.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1519115358'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-656950348464684887</id><published>2012-01-19T06:07:41.236-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T06:07:41.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to leave a comment letting you know ...</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to leave a comment letting you know I LOVE reading your blog :) you seem to say a lot of things that are on my mind! My little girl is 5 months younger than Eli, so it&amp;#39;s fun to read what other babies are like and compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE your canvases that you posted earlier this week. SO CUTE!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/656950348464684887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/656950348464684887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326982061236#c656950348464684887' title=''/><author><name>The Harbert's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00354817906456573489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15903737413291575202'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BckS8lJiQo/TD-EokdAQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/sufvv08SygY/S220/us.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1452186583'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-3641890817166146618</id><published>2012-01-18T21:12:49.993-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:12:49.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phases like this SUCK! They are so hard and my mom...</title><content type='html'>Phases like this SUCK! They are so hard and my mommy guilt kicks in big time! That said, I try to tell myself that I can either tough it out for a week or so and form good habits, or I can rescue AM and just prolong the phase (or build bad habits where she thinks that the more she cries the sooner I will get her). For a few of these things, as hard as it has been, I have stuck to my guns and within a few days we are through it...there have been a few times that I have come to the rescue though, unable to leave my crying child. It for sure doesnt get any easier and I love this post and following your journey of motherhood!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3641890817166146618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/5113867903297811563/comments/default/3641890817166146618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html?showComment=1326949969993#c3641890817166146618' title=''/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01971032006465053719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01568857078870829572'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyXtUS85RrU/TakFWEQ6QUI/AAAAAAAAGdM/K6R1Yglhliw/s220/CSC_0394.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.talesofthetrees.com/2012/01/stage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603872193198451932.post-5113867903297811563' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603872193198451932/posts/default/5113867903297811563' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2116896979'/></entry></feed>
