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	<title>Comments on: Belly Rubs</title>
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		<title>By: fyreflixie</title>
		<link>http://verygoodyear.wordpress.com/2008/10/13/belly-rubs/#comment-196</link>
		<dc:creator>fyreflixie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 18:36:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Gala:  All I could think about when the boys were misbehaving was how you would NEVER have put up with any of us doing that sort of crap!  

@Ms Myg:  It was such a great comment tho!  Maybe copy &amp; paste for a new blog post ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Gala:  All I could think about when the boys were misbehaving was how you would NEVER have put up with any of us doing that sort of crap!  </p>
<p>@Ms Myg:  It was such a great comment tho!  Maybe copy &amp; paste for a new blog post <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Ms. Myg</title>
		<link>http://verygoodyear.wordpress.com/2008/10/13/belly-rubs/#comment-195</link>
		<dc:creator>Ms. Myg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 17:54:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Holy crap that was a long comment! Sorry - I should have done my own blog post!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Holy crap that was a long comment! Sorry &#8211; I should have done my own blog post!!!</p>
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		<title>By: Ms. Myg</title>
		<link>http://verygoodyear.wordpress.com/2008/10/13/belly-rubs/#comment-194</link>
		<dc:creator>Ms. Myg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 17:54:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On the belly rubs, I am with you. I am at 21 weeks and twice your size (I got two cooking in there though).  I look like I&#039;m a good month ahead. I had a coworker just rub my belly without invitation and I was like, &quot;Excuse me??? Do I look like a petting zoo captive to you?&quot; We&#039;ve all got different boundaries on this stuff and I&#039;m not sure where mine are. 

On the other hand, a couple of weeks ago it was the 2 year anniversary of my father-in-law&#039;s death and we were spending the day with my mother-in-law. She got teary eyed at one point talking about him and reached out for my belly and then hesitated, like she wondered if it was okay. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my belly and held it there, and she just smiled. At that moment I had this sort of epiphany. 

Being pregnant is like having this extra life force with you and I think people are just drawn to it. When I thought about the connection between my husband&#039;s dad exiting the world and his two sons&#039; soon-to-be entrance, that whole cycle of life thing just hit me in a totally new way. So I was really honored to share a moment with my mother-in-law like that, and it made me a little less irritable about people who are moved to touch me. 

I don&#039;t want to be groped by random folks in the grocery store, by any means. But I think I have a better feeling about that impulse in people. It&#039;s not just that they&#039;re rude, though some definitely are. It&#039;s that they&#039;re drawn to something that&#039;s this every day miracle. And I can understand that.

As for the two boys at your family gathering OH. MY. GOD. If I had to sit through a day of that I&#039;d probably go insane. The parents are raising those kids to be highly dysfunctional as they get older. Expect tales of spectacular school failure and run ins with the law. I am serious! I&#039;ve worked with a lot of different kids with a lot of different problems over the years, and there&#039;s nothing worse than kids whose parents never taught them boundaries. They are the worst and the hardest to deal with, by a long shot. I actually feel bad for them!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On the belly rubs, I am with you. I am at 21 weeks and twice your size (I got two cooking in there though).  I look like I&#8217;m a good month ahead. I had a coworker just rub my belly without invitation and I was like, &#8220;Excuse me??? Do I look like a petting zoo captive to you?&#8221; We&#8217;ve all got different boundaries on this stuff and I&#8217;m not sure where mine are. </p>
<p>On the other hand, a couple of weeks ago it was the 2 year anniversary of my father-in-law&#8217;s death and we were spending the day with my mother-in-law. She got teary eyed at one point talking about him and reached out for my belly and then hesitated, like she wondered if it was okay. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my belly and held it there, and she just smiled. At that moment I had this sort of epiphany. </p>
<p>Being pregnant is like having this extra life force with you and I think people are just drawn to it. When I thought about the connection between my husband&#8217;s dad exiting the world and his two sons&#8217; soon-to-be entrance, that whole cycle of life thing just hit me in a totally new way. So I was really honored to share a moment with my mother-in-law like that, and it made me a little less irritable about people who are moved to touch me. </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t want to be groped by random folks in the grocery store, by any means. But I think I have a better feeling about that impulse in people. It&#8217;s not just that they&#8217;re rude, though some definitely are. It&#8217;s that they&#8217;re drawn to something that&#8217;s this every day miracle. And I can understand that.</p>
<p>As for the two boys at your family gathering OH. MY. GOD. If I had to sit through a day of that I&#8217;d probably go insane. The parents are raising those kids to be highly dysfunctional as they get older. Expect tales of spectacular school failure and run ins with the law. I am serious! I&#8217;ve worked with a lot of different kids with a lot of different problems over the years, and there&#8217;s nothing worse than kids whose parents never taught them boundaries. They are the worst and the hardest to deal with, by a long shot. I actually feel bad for them!</p>
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		<title>By: Gala</title>
		<link>http://verygoodyear.wordpress.com/2008/10/13/belly-rubs/#comment-191</link>
		<dc:creator>Gala</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 19:41:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, judging by the way the parents acted w/those boys, they are not setting a very good example.  The hardest thing about being a parent that wants to be a GOOD parent is that you can never back slide.  Rules are rules, be it at home or out in public.  So, if you don&#039;t want your kids to jump on grandma&#039;s couch, you better not allow them to jump on your couch.  Never let your children disrespect you, and they won&#039;t disrespect other adults.  Anybody can be a parent...it takes hard work 24/7 to be a good parent.  And in the end, when they all move out, you just hope you did well.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, judging by the way the parents acted w/those boys, they are not setting a very good example.  The hardest thing about being a parent that wants to be a GOOD parent is that you can never back slide.  Rules are rules, be it at home or out in public.  So, if you don&#8217;t want your kids to jump on grandma&#8217;s couch, you better not allow them to jump on your couch.  Never let your children disrespect you, and they won&#8217;t disrespect other adults.  Anybody can be a parent&#8230;it takes hard work 24/7 to be a good parent.  And in the end, when they all move out, you just hope you did well.</p>
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