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		By: Rudri Patel		</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2011 04:12:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It&#039;s hard to see them grow up. My one and only is going to be in kindergarten later this year. I suspect I will be weepy and all sorts of inconsolable when the reality of it sinks in.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s hard to see them grow up. My one and only is going to be in kindergarten later this year. I suspect I will be weepy and all sorts of inconsolable when the reality of it sinks in.</p>
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		By: Robin Winkles		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1403</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 21:47:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Such a great post, Missy!  As someone who has seen their oldest AND their baby go off to kindergarten, let me put it my two cents.  Hopefully it will ease your mind a little. :)  I won&#039;t lie - that first day of kindergarten, I cried and cried.  Second day, I cried even harder.  It hit me on that second day that this wasn&#039;t just a fun little camp that would be over in a week - this was life.  From now on!  It scared me to death!  Third day, I went to Target.  All by myself.  That&#039;s when the realization hit me.  Our job as mothers is to raise our kids to be independent little creatures all on their own.  That third day of kindergarten, I realized I had done it!  I was reminded of that fact just a few weeks ago when I went to have lunch with my girls at school.  As I looked around a school that&#039;s somewhat foreign to me, I realized that during eight hours of every day, my girls are perfectly independent creatures - not only existing, but thriving outside of my protective walls.  While it makes me sad to think they don&#039;t need me as much as they used to, it makes me SO proud to think they don&#039;t need me as much as they used to!  I&#039;ve done my job and I&#039;ve done it well!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a great post, Missy!  As someone who has seen their oldest AND their baby go off to kindergarten, let me put it my two cents.  Hopefully it will ease your mind a little. 🙂  I won&#8217;t lie &#8211; that first day of kindergarten, I cried and cried.  Second day, I cried even harder.  It hit me on that second day that this wasn&#8217;t just a fun little camp that would be over in a week &#8211; this was life.  From now on!  It scared me to death!  Third day, I went to Target.  All by myself.  That&#8217;s when the realization hit me.  Our job as mothers is to raise our kids to be independent little creatures all on their own.  That third day of kindergarten, I realized I had done it!  I was reminded of that fact just a few weeks ago when I went to have lunch with my girls at school.  As I looked around a school that&#8217;s somewhat foreign to me, I realized that during eight hours of every day, my girls are perfectly independent creatures &#8211; not only existing, but thriving outside of my protective walls.  While it makes me sad to think they don&#8217;t need me as much as they used to, it makes me SO proud to think they don&#8217;t need me as much as they used to!  I&#8217;ve done my job and I&#8217;ve done it well!</p>
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		By: B		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1402</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 04:32:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I had a hard time on A&#039;s first birthday, though I do welcome toddlerhood and it&#039;s new...challenges..more than some other first-time moms I suppose. Either way, I can&#039;t even imagine sending her to kindergarten! 

Though the thought of all that time to myself eases the pain...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a hard time on A&#8217;s first birthday, though I do welcome toddlerhood and it&#8217;s new&#8230;challenges..more than some other first-time moms I suppose. Either way, I can&#8217;t even imagine sending her to kindergarten! </p>
<p>Though the thought of all that time to myself eases the pain&#8230;</p>
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		By: Crystal		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1401</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 03:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Oh girl! You are singing my song!! Our oldest turned 12 over Christmas...12! He gets to drive in 2 years!! He just learned to walk....well, in my head. He was just a baby holding my hand and now he&#039;s looking at girls (ahhh!), and hanging out with friends (boo!), and texting non-stop. IT went so SO fast. Enjoy every minute.....]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh girl! You are singing my song!! Our oldest turned 12 over Christmas&#8230;12! He gets to drive in 2 years!! He just learned to walk&#8230;.well, in my head. He was just a baby holding my hand and now he&#8217;s looking at girls (ahhh!), and hanging out with friends (boo!), and texting non-stop. IT went so SO fast. Enjoy every minute&#8230;..</p>
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		By: Poppy		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1400</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 00:48:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Oh I hear you.  I swear my ovaries ache when I think I&#039;ll never have another baby.  Then I remember I&#039;ll have more freedom and they don&#039;t hurt anymore.  I so get this post!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh I hear you.  I swear my ovaries ache when I think I&#8217;ll never have another baby.  Then I remember I&#8217;ll have more freedom and they don&#8217;t hurt anymore.  I so get this post!</p>
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		By: Kimberly		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1399</link>

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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 00:55:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Yup...today when my 2 year old peed on the potty, I jumped up, squealed and then cried. 
Not one of my finer moments.
I am continually blown away by how fast they grow. My niece? Who I&#039;ve known since birth, is now 12. The other day she was wearing mascara and had straightened her hair and my head was all &quot;12 years ago, your bare ass fit in the palm of my hand&quot;...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yup&#8230;today when my 2 year old peed on the potty, I jumped up, squealed and then cried.<br />
Not one of my finer moments.<br />
I am continually blown away by how fast they grow. My niece? Who I&#8217;ve known since birth, is now 12. The other day she was wearing mascara and had straightened her hair and my head was all &#8220;12 years ago, your bare ass fit in the palm of my hand&#8221;&#8230;</p>
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		By: Jackie		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1398</link>

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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 19:17:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I know how you feel.  I only have a 4 year old son and I&#039;ve been waiting for the day where he could do everything himself (get dressed, brush his teeth, etc) and now that he&#039;s starting to do a few of these, I miss him asking for help :(. I start wanting another baby, but then I think, do I really want to start over?]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know how you feel.  I only have a 4 year old son and I&#8217;ve been waiting for the day where he could do everything himself (get dressed, brush his teeth, etc) and now that he&#8217;s starting to do a few of these, I miss him asking for help :(. I start wanting another baby, but then I think, do I really want to start over?</p>
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		By: Alexandra		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1397</link>

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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 15:09:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Are you kidding me, woman?

Do you know who you&#039;re talking to?

I have saved their first toothpaste tube they ever used.

Feel sorry for me, very sorry...I shall have no reason to go on, once they fly the nest.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Are you kidding me, woman?</p>
<p>Do you know who you&#8217;re talking to?</p>
<p>I have saved their first toothpaste tube they ever used.</p>
<p>Feel sorry for me, very sorry&#8230;I shall have no reason to go on, once they fly the nest.</p>
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		By: Tania		</title>
		<link>https://missystevenswrites.com/conflicted-emotions#comment-1396</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tania]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 13:50:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Ha!  I could have written this a couple of years ago when Jakob started all day pre-k.  I was talking with my friend&#039;s mother yesterday when I stopped in to meet my friend&#039;s new babe (5days old)....and she asked me how Jakob was doing.  I mentioned that he was going to be 6 in March.  We continued to talk and the feeling went away.  But then in the car on the way home it hit me.  My baby is going to be 6.  Holy Sh*t.  Heartbreaking.  He is becoming such a little man - so independent (and stubborn), he is grown up so fast. I had to stop the car and have a little weep session.
But then I look at him and listen to him and I am pretty proud of how he is turning out.  LOL

A full day without your babe will be heaven!  LOL  I look forward to school day Monday as soon as I pick him up on Friday afternoon!  LOL

hugs.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha!  I could have written this a couple of years ago when Jakob started all day pre-k.  I was talking with my friend&#8217;s mother yesterday when I stopped in to meet my friend&#8217;s new babe (5days old)&#8230;.and she asked me how Jakob was doing.  I mentioned that he was going to be 6 in March.  We continued to talk and the feeling went away.  But then in the car on the way home it hit me.  My baby is going to be 6.  Holy Sh*t.  Heartbreaking.  He is becoming such a little man &#8211; so independent (and stubborn), he is grown up so fast. I had to stop the car and have a little weep session.<br />
But then I look at him and listen to him and I am pretty proud of how he is turning out.  LOL</p>
<p>A full day without your babe will be heaven!  LOL  I look forward to school day Monday as soon as I pick him up on Friday afternoon!  LOL</p>
<p>hugs.</p>
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