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		<title>By: ysolde</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9995</link>
		<dc:creator>ysolde</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 22:32:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hehe.  I remember when, in my 20s, I became really close to a woman in my office who was in her late 30s and had (gasp!) a husband and two kids.  Her frazzled stories of exhaustion, over Diet Cokes, behind the safety of my closed office door, often brought a smile to my face.  Her toddler had just moved to PR, and was learning Spanish.  His very first phrase in Spanish?  "Eso es MIO!!!!!"  ("That's MINE!!!!").  Mom had to apologize profusely to the nursery school teacher, and convince her that really, she was not raising a spoiled, selfish little boy.  Then there was the matter of her baby's love of cat food.  She could not get enough.  And kitty had no problem sharing.  In those early days of the Internet (you still needed the "true" IP address -- a series of numbers, IIRC), she spent as much time as she could trying to find out whether there was anything in cat food that could harm her baby (kitty was too old and arthritic to jump on a counter to eat).  I realized, way back then, that the myth of Supermom was wildly exaggerated . . .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hehe.  I remember when, in my 20s, I became really close to a woman in my office who was in her late 30s and had (gasp!) a husband and two kids.  Her frazzled stories of exhaustion, over Diet Cokes, behind the safety of my closed office door, often brought a smile to my face.  Her toddler had just moved to PR, and was learning Spanish.  His very first phrase in Spanish?  &#8220;Eso es MIO!!!!!&#8221;  (&#8221;That&#8217;s MINE!!!!&#8221;).  Mom had to apologize profusely to the nursery school teacher, and convince her that really, she was not raising a spoiled, selfish little boy.  Then there was the matter of her baby&#8217;s love of cat food.  She could not get enough.  And kitty had no problem sharing.  In those early days of the Internet (you still needed the &#8220;true&#8221; IP address &#8212; a series of numbers, IIRC), she spent as much time as she could trying to find out whether there was anything in cat food that could harm her baby (kitty was too old and arthritic to jump on a counter to eat).  I realized, way back then, that the myth of Supermom was wildly exaggerated . . .</p>
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		<title>By: franni</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9111</link>
		<dc:creator>franni</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 03:52:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I "love" the whole sanctimonious cr*p.  Really...I hear it everywhere.  Worst of all, I hear it in my own head at times.  Thankfully life gives me a swift smack upside the head shortly thereafter.  Knocks me back into reality.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I &#8220;love&#8221; the whole sanctimonious cr*p.  Really&#8230;I hear it everywhere.  Worst of all, I hear it in my own head at times.  Thankfully life gives me a swift smack upside the head shortly thereafter.  Knocks me back into reality.</p>
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		<title>By: vikib</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9091</link>
		<dc:creator>vikib</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 06:15:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I've done the fast food thing, the kids had taco bell tonight, but who hasn't?  I don't think anyone is supermom, we're not perfect.  Reading a lot of confessions makes me realize I don't have it so bad.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve done the fast food thing, the kids had taco bell tonight, but who hasn&#8217;t?  I don&#8217;t think anyone is supermom, we&#8217;re not perfect.  Reading a lot of confessions makes me realize I don&#8217;t have it so bad.</p>
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		<title>By: Delaney21</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9090</link>
		<dc:creator>Delaney21</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 04:18:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite part, "It’s not a race, not a competition, but day to day survival and doing the best you can." Amen! I'm not looking for the Mom of the Year Award, I just want to survive this year and not screw up my kid!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite part, &#8220;It’s not a race, not a competition, but day to day survival and doing the best you can.&#8221; Amen! I&#8217;m not looking for the Mom of the Year Award, I just want to survive this year and not screw up my kid!</p>
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		<title>By: gretazmama</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9087</link>
		<dc:creator>gretazmama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 00:36:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm tired enough from parenting a 3 year-old; I no longer have the energy to front  that I'm Supermom to other mothers. You nailed it on the self-righteousness stuff. 

My daughter still nurses, and shows no interest in stopping. I'm too much of a weenie to put my foot down. So here we were, where I never thought I'd be. Where I've heard other moms snicker and whisper and ... screw it. It's working for us. But I'm not exactly singing it from the mountaintops, you know?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m tired enough from parenting a 3 year-old; I no longer have the energy to front  that I&#8217;m Supermom to other mothers. You nailed it on the self-righteousness stuff. </p>
<p>My daughter still nurses, and shows no interest in stopping. I&#8217;m too much of a weenie to put my foot down. So here we were, where I never thought I&#8217;d be. Where I&#8217;ve heard other moms snicker and whisper and &#8230; screw it. It&#8217;s working for us. But I&#8217;m not exactly singing it from the mountaintops, you know?</p>
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		<title>By: Jesvet</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9085</link>
		<dc:creator>Jesvet</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 23:02:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well it's certainly not for the faint of heart! The idea is to say whatever you are feeling in your heart of hearts, and chances are someone else ma be feeling it too. There are some things on there that may make your hair curl, as well as ones that make you laugh. It's an interesting read.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well it&#8217;s certainly not for the faint of heart! The idea is to say whatever you are feeling in your heart of hearts, and chances are someone else ma be feeling it too. There are some things on there that may make your hair curl, as well as ones that make you laugh. It&#8217;s an interesting read.</p>
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		<title>By: scout</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9082</link>
		<dc:creator>scout</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 21:27:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maybe I'm looking at the wrong site, but I found most of the comments to be mean-spirited. Here is one from the webpage: "My sister doesn't realize how lucky she is to have gotten to have a baby. Her baby died but she hates me because I have two. I'm tired of having to be sensative to her."  Eep.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe I&#8217;m looking at the wrong site, but I found most of the comments to be mean-spirited. Here is one from the webpage: &#8220;My sister doesn&#8217;t realize how lucky she is to have gotten to have a baby. Her baby died but she hates me because I have two. I&#8217;m tired of having to be sensative to her.&#8221;  Eep.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandie78</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9076</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandie78</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 16:52:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'll have to check out that site.  Sounds interesting.  I could add "my kid ate a random French fry off the ground in Target."  I know I'm not Supermom.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll have to check out that site.  Sounds interesting.  I could add &#8220;my kid ate a random French fry off the ground in Target.&#8221;  I know I&#8217;m not Supermom.</p>
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		<title>By: Soulmate</title>
		<link>http://www.constantchatter.com/2007/06/26/my-not-so-anonymous-confession/262#comment-9073</link>
		<dc:creator>Soulmate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 14:59:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here here! Nothing makes me feel worse than watching supermom in public or in a forum even though I know she too breaks down sometimes. I wish we all could show our humanity and weaknesses a bit more. BTW, I too forgot to strap DS in his seat once.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here here! Nothing makes me feel worse than watching supermom in public or in a forum even though I know she too breaks down sometimes. I wish we all could show our humanity and weaknesses a bit more. BTW, I too forgot to strap DS in his seat once.</p>
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