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		<title>I Don’t Want To Be A Champion For Abused Women</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2015 09:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephanie Volkert]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m doing a challenge to blog every day in May. Today’s prompt is “The story of your life in 250 words or less.” I don’t know how to fit 33 years into 250 words, but here goes: I grew up a poor black child….. no wait, that was Steve Martin in The Jerk. Okay okay. I can try to be serious for like five minutes. I’ve never been good at talking about my life. Confusing, I know, because I blog, but I blog about the things that I don’t mind sharing. I don’t want to talk about life pre-age-28 or so, because it’s not so pretty, and it’s not me anymore. I’m in a new marriage, in a new state, with a new house, new pets, nearly new everything. This life does not feel like that life, because this life isn’t that life. This life is better. This life is happier, more fulfilling, less scary, and more stable. This life has less abuse. This life has laughter filling quiet moments, while the past life had fear that forced silence. This life has wonder, adventure, and good wine. This life has date nights and love notes. The past life had isolation and betrayal. I don’t want to be a champion for abused women by talking about abuse. I don’t want to be an advocate. I just want to enjoy this life that I have now, so that’s the life you hear about here. That’s the stories you’ll be getting from me. This life is the life I’ve made for myself, and it is absolutely the best life for me, full of love and laughter and a whole lot of dog hair. &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>Two&#8217;s Company, Three&#8217;s a Crowd? Or, Maybe NOT.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2015 18:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Heather]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; So, while I was at a mommy meetup group today with my kids, one of the moms said she heard that having 3 kids is easier than having just 2. I almost spit my water out, after hearing this nonsense! I told her that was a lie. I have 3 and can tell you it isn&#8217;t easier. You are outnumbered! That means, one of you has 2 and the other has 1! Maybe when they get older, it gets easier? But I can tell you, it isn&#8217;t easier right now, while they are young. It is also a lot more expensive! You have to think about 3x&#8217;s that college tuition (I am hoping my kids all get scholarships! I can have hope, right??). Let&#8217;s rewind back to when my husband and I only had the 2 kids&#8230; I never imagined myself even having 3 kids. Never really gave it much thought. I just figured we would deal with the 2 we did have and get through that &#8212; until I got a little older and the thought was in the back of my head. I have to admit, I thought about having regrets as I got older. But, then I talked myself out of it and thought there was NO way I could have 3! It just wasn&#8217;t what I wanted. Then, BOOM! SURPRISE!! That little white stick read positive! To be honest, I was a little sad, scared, anxious, did I say scared?!! 3 kids. Wow. There were days when I broke down and cried from being so tired and thought, &#8220;How in the world can I handle one more kid?? I can&#8217;t even deal with these two right now!&#8221; I even began questioning my parenting skills and started to think maybe I wasn&#8217;t cut out to be a mom of more than 1 kid! (Keep in mind, all these thoughts were while I was pregnant&#8230;we all know how that goes). I was just scared period. Scared of the &#8220;unknown&#8221; lol. I was about to enter into the craziness. Or, as a good friend told me, &#8220;Shit just got real.&#8221; Now, my 3rd child is 9 months old and I couldn&#8217;t imagine my life any other way, nor would I have it any other way! Just when I thought my heart couldn&#8217;t hold anymore love, it does! My 3rd child has changed me for the best. Actually, ALL my children have, but my 3rd has made me really change my view on things. I don&#8217;t care so much about the little things, I am not afraid to speak up or say how I feel, I don&#8217;t spend time on the nonsense anymore, and I can honestly say, because of all this craziness in our house, I manage my time so much better than ever before. Maybe everyone, with 3 kids doesn&#8217;t feel this way, and that is ok. They don&#8217;t have to. That is them, this is me, this is MY story.]]></description>
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