<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Terrigirl9054"><title>Is it too late to change my mind? - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/</link><description>Its this life stuff that just keeps getting in the way!</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/534389" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/533302" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/532802" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/529689" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527366" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527139" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/534389"><title>water = wailing</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/534389</link><description>Amber was not impressed by the swimming pool and for the first time i realised how nerve racking it is to hold a screaming child in an area full of people looking at you like you are the worse kind of human being on the planet. One thing i don't understand is how anyone can get so openly annoyed...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/533302"><title>We met at last</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/533302</link><description>Yesterday i met my god daughter Amber for the first time. She is now nearly 7 weeks old. She came to my office (with her mum obviously) and I held her for a bit and fed her a bottle. She gurgled a bit, was fascinated by the ceiling lights and threw up on me. I have to say that of all the emotions...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/532802"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/532802</link><description>well she´s here, Mum is bringing her around this afternoon. All i feel is......numb?</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/529689"><title>Sometimes life is just cruel</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/529689</link><description>So here I am, flapping about like a headless chicken because Amber and mum are arriving in 12 days. I'm torn between being willing to sell a body part to see her right now and quite happily selling my soul so she´ll stay a distant figure, a pleasant thought on the horizon forever. I'm so full of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527366"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527366</link><description>I've just finished watching a young family by our swimming pool teaching their child to swim. I have a warm goey feeling in my soul and can't wait to teach Amber to love the water. The panic has abated for a while!</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527139"><title>Sheeeeeee's heeeeeeerrre!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Terrigirl9054/527139</link><description>I have managed to make it to the grand ol age of 31 without having any major commitments to anything, then suddenly blam all this life stuff lands on me from a great height. I've lived abroad now for over 8 years, having the time of my life. My best friend came to visit me 2 years ago and ended...</description></item></rdf:RDF>