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	<title>Comments on: Wherein Beloved goes back to work and deserts me with a plethora of boys</title>
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		<title>By: Jerri Ann</title>
		<link>http://danigirl.ca/blog/2008/08/18/wherein-beloved-goes-back-to-work-and-deserts-me-with-a-plethora-of-boys/comment-page-1/#comment-50731</link>
		<dc:creator>Jerri Ann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 03:57:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Listen, my husband broke his leg in.....2006.  Prior to that time, I had been home with our two boys, born in 2003 and 2004.  I thought I had it all under control.  Heck, I did have it under control.  I rarely ever asked for help and it just all seemed to be natural and flow.

Then, he broke his leg the first week of June in 2006.  He was home all summer, first with the cast on his leg and then with a knee surgery that had to heal.  When he went back to work, every piece of sanity that I ever owned (and trust me it wasn&#039;t much) disappeared into the night air.  

I went from being perfectly fine the 12 hours a day that he was gone to calling him before lunch every day begging him to come home and help.  Finally I put the oldest one in preschool for a couple of days a week.  Otherwise, we would have been a family of one - my husband would have been the only one to survive my nervous breakdown.

I can&#039;t imagine having to make that change every summer...I&#039;d shoot myself in the foot..or at least shoot my husband in the foot so he would be home more.   

Kudos for you for having it all under control.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Listen, my husband broke his leg in&#8230;..2006.  Prior to that time, I had been home with our two boys, born in 2003 and 2004.  I thought I had it all under control.  Heck, I did have it under control.  I rarely ever asked for help and it just all seemed to be natural and flow.</p>
<p>Then, he broke his leg the first week of June in 2006.  He was home all summer, first with the cast on his leg and then with a knee surgery that had to heal.  When he went back to work, every piece of sanity that I ever owned (and trust me it wasn&#8217;t much) disappeared into the night air.  </p>
<p>I went from being perfectly fine the 12 hours a day that he was gone to calling him before lunch every day begging him to come home and help.  Finally I put the oldest one in preschool for a couple of days a week.  Otherwise, we would have been a family of one &#8211; my husband would have been the only one to survive my nervous breakdown.</p>
<p>I can&#8217;t imagine having to make that change every summer&#8230;I&#8217;d shoot myself in the foot..or at least shoot my husband in the foot so he would be home more.   </p>
<p>Kudos for you for having it all under control.</p>
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		<title>By: Annika</title>
		<link>http://danigirl.ca/blog/2008/08/18/wherein-beloved-goes-back-to-work-and-deserts-me-with-a-plethora-of-boys/comment-page-1/#comment-50707</link>
		<dc:creator>Annika</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 16:36:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This post gave me a lump in my throat.  I&#039;m also in the midst of my final mat leave summer...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This post gave me a lump in my throat.  I&#8217;m also in the midst of my final mat leave summer&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Sharon</title>
		<link>http://danigirl.ca/blog/2008/08/18/wherein-beloved-goes-back-to-work-and-deserts-me-with-a-plethora-of-boys/comment-page-1/#comment-50704</link>
		<dc:creator>Sharon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 15:55:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>aWWW YES THE RETURN OF CEGEP! We had one happy young lady in the house this morning, she could not wait to go back, although she was really upset that they put her in Linda S&#039;s art history class and not Beloved.  I mean Irrate! LOL! You Hubby has a reputation of being a Inpirational AH Teacher.

Good luck with the boys. I know how it can be with just ONE and you have 3. I kurumba!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>aWWW YES THE RETURN OF CEGEP! We had one happy young lady in the house this morning, she could not wait to go back, although she was really upset that they put her in Linda S&#8217;s art history class and not Beloved.  I mean Irrate! LOL! You Hubby has a reputation of being a Inpirational AH Teacher.</p>
<p>Good luck with the boys. I know how it can be with just ONE and you have 3. I kurumba!</p>
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		<title>By: Renee</title>
		<link>http://danigirl.ca/blog/2008/08/18/wherein-beloved-goes-back-to-work-and-deserts-me-with-a-plethora-of-boys/comment-page-1/#comment-50648</link>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 14:33:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aw, Dani, I love this post. It made me really jealous, but I love it!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aw, Dani, I love this post. It made me really jealous, but I love it!</p>
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		<title>By: cinnamon gurl</title>
		<link>http://danigirl.ca/blog/2008/08/18/wherein-beloved-goes-back-to-work-and-deserts-me-with-a-plethora-of-boys/comment-page-1/#comment-50599</link>
		<dc:creator>cinnamon gurl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 18:19:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m wondering where the summer went too. I spent most of it wishing we were already in the new house, but now I&#039;m kind of glad we&#039;re getting it at the end of summer. I love starting new things in the fall. Every September since I finished school, I find myself feeling bereft not to have new experiences and possibilities ahead of me.

Sugar D just left yesterday morning for a week of business travel. I&#039;m also surprised that I mostly miss his company; the second pair of hands is certainly nice, but I just genuinely enjoy his presence.

Glad you got the summer you dreamed of...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m wondering where the summer went too. I spent most of it wishing we were already in the new house, but now I&#8217;m kind of glad we&#8217;re getting it at the end of summer. I love starting new things in the fall. Every September since I finished school, I find myself feeling bereft not to have new experiences and possibilities ahead of me.</p>
<p>Sugar D just left yesterday morning for a week of business travel. I&#8217;m also surprised that I mostly miss his company; the second pair of hands is certainly nice, but I just genuinely enjoy his presence.</p>
<p>Glad you got the summer you dreamed of&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: JoJo</title>
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		<dc:creator>JoJo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 14:09:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok, it must be my hormone but I am very very teary for you. 

Go outside. It makes everything better.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok, it must be my hormone but I am very very teary for you. </p>
<p>Go outside. It makes everything better.</p>
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