tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29203455012307719402011-07-29T06:23:43.864+02:00It's all or nothing baby!mommanatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05408329249860435828noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2920345501230771940.post-47727790117585343882010-06-29T14:48:00.002+02:002010-06-29T14:57:58.412+02:00

Guilty as charged!I know it has been way too long since my last blog. But as I told a friend a while back I'm not going to blog if I have nothing to say or write for that matter.I mean I started this blog for myself. To put my thoughts onto paper and to help me make sense out of a senseless world. Well lately I've just felt bleh. Not in a bad or a good way just bleh. As if my thoughts were too

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Going with the whole mothers day hype I want to write a post on how hard it is to be a mother.I think the word mother should be replaced with sacrifice. Because if there is one thing I have learned as a mom is that you need to make sacrifices. Some are bigger than others but none the less you will have to make sacrifices.Some sacrifices can't be avoided - I mean your body WILL change and in some

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I wanted to post a password protected post but Blogspot does not have such functionality, which is a total #brandfail in my opinion but anyway.So..................................Oh before I say anything else I just want to quickly make the following statement. When I started this new blog it was because I needed a place where I could be completely honest with myself and I know that limited

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As I mature................................I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes.I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.I've learned that you can get by on charm for about 15 minutes

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I got this idea from Angel and also saw Briget do it.So basically it works like this:Look at this list of 99 things you could have done, and BOLD the ones that you actually have done!1. Started your own blog2. Slept under the stars 3. Played in a band4. Visited Hawaii5. Watched a meteor shower6. Given more than you can afford to charity7. Been to Disney World8. Climbed a mountain - it was more

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I don’t know what it is but I have been feeling pretty strange these past few days. I feel like crying, screaming and throwing stuff all at the same time. It feels a lot like the hormonal rollercoaster ride during pregnancy. Which I am not (in case you were wondering) I feel smothered, anxious and helpless I feel loved yet unappreciated I feel like I feel too much I feel passionate

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1. My kids are sick............. again 2. I am sooooo sleep deprived 3. I think I am also getting sick 4. I fear for the safety of my family (this racists shit has got to stop!!!) 5. I feel guilty for not feeling perky all the time PLEASE SEND HUGS AND MEDICINE THAT CAN MAKE KIDS BETTER IN NO TIME!

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SHOPPING......And why I hate it!The thought of shopping makes me want to vomit! And not any vomit, bigchunky, bile-like vomit. I hate shopping more than I hate anything else inthe world (including teething nappies). I hate it so much that my Top TenTuesday for this week is about shopping.Top Ten reasons why I hate shopping: 1. Super 14 Season - The Super 14 season has begun and being an avid

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In honor of cleavage day tomorrow I want to write a post about MY cleavage. IN THE BEGINNING……Let me start at when I was 12. I got my first bra. I was so excited only to notice it saying “training bra”. What the hell does training bra mean? Am I training to wear a bra (seriously how hard can it be?) am I training to grow boobs and if the latter is the case how do I train to grow boobs? Are there

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Mia has been actively teething since she was 4 months old. Now that we are reaching the 9 month mile stone and there is still no bloody teeth I am getting just a tad irritated. I mean I can handle the excessive drooling (she will give a Boerbull a run for his money, the green/yellow/grey and orange combination poo and even the acidic fowl smell of those multicoloured nappies. But what I can't

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Top Ten TuesdaySleepy Jane used to do a Top Ten Tuesday post every week. Basically you add a post about the top ten things you love/hate/admire/enjoy etc at that specific time in your life.So today my TTT is about 10 things I can’t live without. (In no particular order!)1. My family – I know it’s cliche to say this but I really do love them (all of them) and I can’t imagine how dull my life

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WHAT IS IT WITH MEN AND THEIR BALLS?Maybe I don't understand it because I am a woman......Maybe I don't understand it because men are not big on using a lot of detail when explaining issues regarding their balls.........Or maybe I'm just a freak because balls fascinate me more than the average person.....Off with his balls (a true story)When my husband had to go for his first Dr's appointment

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For this week’s Female2Female challenge, we could answer some really odd questions (seriously, who the fork came up with these?), and then tag four bloggers.So Angel's Mind did the challenge and she got it from Blackhuff And here is my take:1. If you could give the world one piece of advice, what would it be? Love each other as you love yourself - If everybody loved everybody else there would be

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8 Months ago…..•I was wondering if it will ever be possible to love your second child as much as your first.•I was preparing myself for the small amount of sleep I will be getting in the next couple of months.•I tried to spend as much time as possible with Megan because I knew I would be neglecting her a bit after the new baby is there.•I was excited/fearful/anxious and overwhelmed all at the

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Normally when the husband and I argue we sort it out before we go to bed to avoid the hugely uncomfortable situation of going to bed angry. Going to bed angry leads to silent treatment leads to no cuddling leads to no sleep leads to being even more irretated the next morning caused by extreme fatigue leads to more fighting.So very early on in our relationship we both agreed we will NEVER go to

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Intro..... Me: Hi my name is Natasha and I have not blogged for over a year (maybe more) All of you together: Hi Natasha. Well now that the welcome is sorted out let's get to the important part. WHY THE HELL I STOPPED BLOGGING? Well to make a long story short - I didn't feel like it! I stopped when I was 6 weeks pregnant (with my 2nd) and puking my guts out. I felt horrible and on the verge of a

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