<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:19:50.203-07:00</updated><category term='Naptime'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Household Stuff'/><category term='Multitasking'/><category term='Spirited'/><category term='Toys'/><category term='Jordan'/><category term='Health and Wellness'/><category term='Recalls'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Gross Stuff'/><category term='Devin'/><category term='Funny things kids say'/><category term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Discovering Motherhood: Navigating the Tumultuous World of Parenting</title><subtitle type='html'>Every time I feel like I’ve got things figured out, everything changes and I’m back to square one. Once upon a time I was a student, then a marketing manager, and then a freelance writer. In 2004 my world tilted on its axis and I became a mother – a full-time stay-at-home-mom. Then before I even got it all figured out, in 2006 we added one more to the mix. Welcome to my topsy-turvy life as a SAHM who seems to learn something new everyday.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7251067278797362804</id><published>2009-05-08T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:26:44.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids have childhoods stolen by adult agendas</title><summary type='text'>Here is a great article: Kids have childhoods stolen by adult agendas"A headline in Saturday's Herald about a new study really gave me pause. It read: "Grade 6 students admit hitting dates." Appalling, isn't it? Not the hitting part; that's only secondary to what's really wrong with this scenario. It's the dates. Grade 6 students are dating? They're 10 and 11 years old! What are their parents </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7251067278797362804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7251067278797362804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7251067278797362804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7251067278797362804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids-have-childhoods-stolen-by-adult.html' title='Kids have childhoods stolen by adult agendas'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3996437823009403513</id><published>2009-05-07T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:05:53.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Computer Family</title><summary type='text'>We're trying to find something fun to do while Jordan's feeling a little sick still, so we decided to create our Miis. Here we are!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3996437823009403513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3996437823009403513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3996437823009403513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3996437823009403513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-computer-family.html' title='Our Computer Family'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/SgMUijScPFI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/2gWmJOSGtoM/s72-c/Jordan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3172357856519244919</id><published>2009-04-02T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:27:08.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny things kids say'/><title type='text'>Throw Devin in the Garbage</title><summary type='text'>"Mommy, Devin's crying," said Jordan."What's wrong with her?" I asked."I donno. She misses Dorthy.""Oh, well what are we going to do with her?" I asked."Um, throw her in the garbage!" said Jordan.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3172357856519244919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3172357856519244919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3172357856519244919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3172357856519244919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2009/04/throw-devin-in-garbage.html' title='Throw Devin in the Garbage'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5296285969690546381</id><published>2009-03-26T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:40:35.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>What a self esteem boost</title><summary type='text'>"Hey mommy, your chin is starting to drop down like great-grandma's," said Devin."Oh, really?" I said, touching my drooping chin."Yup! Did you see how low great-grandma's was?" asked Devin."Yeah," I said."Is yours is going to be like that too?" she asked."Maybe, sometimes that happens when you get older," I said. "Do you know how old great-grandma is?""Um, 16," said Devin."Is that old," I asked."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5296285969690546381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5296285969690546381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5296285969690546381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5296285969690546381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-self-esteem-boost.html' title='What a self esteem boost'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-8713685951257891187</id><published>2008-09-02T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:27:50.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny things kids say'/><title type='text'>Funny Things Kids Say</title><summary type='text'>My kids sometimes say the funniest things...Jordan: "Look Cows!"Mommy: "Good looking, Jordan. There are some cows."Jordan: "Yeah, I eat them!"Jordan: "Mommy, where is the sun?"Mommy: "I guess it's behind the clouds."Jordan: "No. It's broken."Devin: "Is Dorthy going to die?" (Dorthy is our fish)Mommy: "I don't think so, why?"Devin: "She's on the counter. We knocked her bowl over."Mommy: "When? Why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8713685951257891187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=8713685951257891187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8713685951257891187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8713685951257891187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-things-kids-say.html' title='Funny Things Kids Say'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-440296686519880406</id><published>2008-06-16T22:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:36:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Money for Cancer Research</title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to take a quick moment to let you know what my husband, Ken, is up to, since it's pretty incredible. On June 21, he is going to join in a 400km bicycle ride from Kelowna to Delta to raise money for the Canadian Cancer Society. Oh, and he's going to make that ride in only one day!Here's what he has said about his reason for getting on his bike for this event."I have signed up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/440296686519880406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=440296686519880406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/440296686519880406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/440296686519880406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2008/06/raising-money-for-cancer-research.html' title='Raising Money for Cancer Research'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4347607006266500904</id><published>2008-06-05T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:20:48.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it odd...</title><summary type='text'>Is it a bit odd that I really love watching kids movies with my girls? Often I'll rent them a video of their own when I rent a video for myself. They get to keep/watch the video for a week, where-as my videos usually need to be returned in the next day or two.This week the girls video rental was Island Princess Barbie, and it's such a great movie. I love that she talks and plays with the island </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4347607006266500904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4347607006266500904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4347607006266500904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4347607006266500904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-odd.html' title='Is it odd...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6789406250068332476</id><published>2008-03-24T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:45:23.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>Funny Tired Daddy</title><summary type='text'>Ken's home taking some vacation time from work, and today he got a taste of how much fun it can be to be at home all day long with two little drama queens.Jordan was highly emotional all day, bursting into tears over nothing in regular intervals. While Devin chatted non-stop, while also making highly emotional displays of frustration at regular intervals throughout the day.By dinner time, Ken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6789406250068332476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6789406250068332476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6789406250068332476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6789406250068332476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-tired-daddy.html' title='Funny Tired Daddy'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2515582851194822901</id><published>2008-03-18T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:18:47.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New House</title><summary type='text'>Check out my new house!!!!!!Okay, so it's not mine yet...I still have to buy a home lottery ticket for it. But, once I do, I know I'll win this beautiful house, just down the hill from my parent's place.  Just wait, before 2008 is through, this will be my new home. PS - I'm using the power of positive thinking :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2515582851194822901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2515582851194822901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2515582851194822901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2515582851194822901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-new-house.html' title='My New House'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/R9_dmbtNGKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/aOwwHcTYkWw/s72-c/myhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4066633078729435750</id><published>2007-12-17T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:57:48.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars Candy Tests on Animals</title><summary type='text'>Learn more at MarsCandyKills.com.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4066633078729435750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4066633078729435750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4066633078729435750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4066633078729435750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/12/learn-more-at-marscandykills.html' title='Mars Candy Tests on Animals'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5162447813311393352</id><published>2007-12-15T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:14:09.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Legend</title><summary type='text'>Ken and I saw "I am Legend" tonight. It was a great movie and of course, it was very nice to have an evening out without the kids.The only problem is that I'm now scared of the dark.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5162447813311393352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5162447813311393352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5162447813311393352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5162447813311393352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-legend.html' title='I am Legend'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6746196738401479242</id><published>2007-12-13T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:12:59.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and Wellness'/><title type='text'>Somedays I Love my Mom</title><summary type='text'>Today is one of those days. I've been having flu-like symptoms and am just feeling rotten and sorry for myself. Just when I was thinking how unfair it is that I can never call in sick from being a mom, my mom called to see how I was doing. When she heard how I was feeling she offered to come over and take care of the girls for a few hours so I could get some rest.  It's great to have a mom that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6746196738401479242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6746196738401479242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6746196738401479242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6746196738401479242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/12/somedays-i-love-my-mom.html' title='Somedays I Love my Mom'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3889780257488366275</id><published>2007-11-15T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:17:52.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household Stuff'/><title type='text'>Stupid Repairman</title><summary type='text'>I have just wasted three days waiting for a furnace repairman that doesn't show. Each day around 4pm he calls to inform me that he won't be able to make it after all and promises to come the next day. Each day I very graciously accept his apology and say I'll see him tomorrow in the hopes that he will actually show up one day. In reality I want to rip his head off. He obviously doesn't understand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3889780257488366275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3889780257488366275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3889780257488366275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3889780257488366275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-repairman.html' title='Stupid Repairman'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-1102094828075427335</id><published>2007-11-15T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:44:08.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><title type='text'>Toys on TV</title><summary type='text'>How come toys on TV look like so much more fun than they really are once you get them home? And how do they make kids play with the toy for more than five seconds?Humm, the many mysteries of life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1102094828075427335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=1102094828075427335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1102094828075427335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1102094828075427335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/11/toys-on-tv.html' title='Toys on TV'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4530848579823921405</id><published>2007-11-09T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:39:53.698-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><title type='text'>When art goes bad</title><summary type='text'>While shopping with a friend at IKEA the other day she pointed out a craft activity she regularly has her daughter do. Apparently it's so interesting that her three-year-old angel will sit for hours on her own doing the bead shaping craft. I quickly bought the craft kit and couldn't wait to show it to Devin.Let's just say that it didn't exactly keep Devin occupied. In fact, it was quite the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4530848579823921405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4530848579823921405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4530848579823921405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4530848579823921405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-art-goes-bad.html' title='When art goes bad'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7455116413059775938</id><published>2007-11-09T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T13:48:21.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitasking'/><title type='text'>New Olympic Sport Idea</title><summary type='text'>I have come to the conclusion that "Child Dressing" should become a new sport at the Olympics. The goal would be to get multiple children under the age of 4 dressed for the day.It might actually be entertaining to see someone else running after a half dressed child while their sibling, a once fully dressed child, finds a quiet spot to undressed. Part of the game could then be finding hidden socks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7455116413059775938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7455116413059775938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7455116413059775938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7455116413059775938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-olympic-sport-idea.html' title='New Olympic Sport Idea'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7695542364246205776</id><published>2007-11-01T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:22:51.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and Wellness'/><title type='text'>Get off the couch</title><summary type='text'>Want to get off the couch and do something good? Check out The Leukemia &amp; Lymphoma Society's of Canada's Team In Training®. It is the world's largest endurance sports training program. The program provides training to run or walk marathons and half marathons or participate in triathlons and century (100-mile) bike rides. Since 1988, more than 300,000 volunteer participants have helped raise more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7695542364246205776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7695542364246205776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7695542364246205776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7695542364246205776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/11/want-to-get-off-couch-and-do-something.html' title='Get off the couch'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3468314668866564460</id><published>2007-10-30T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:35:46.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><title type='text'>Full of pride</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever have moments when your child does something so kind that it causes your heart to swell with pride? Yesterday I had one of those moments with my oldest, Devin.After spending the morning with some friends, we stopped off at my husband’s grandparent’s house for a quick visit. Ken’s grandma is currently suffering from skin cancer and her entire face is covered in awful bloody scabs and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3468314668866564460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3468314668866564460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3468314668866564460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3468314668866564460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/10/full-of-pride.html' title='Full of pride'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3139661040571098197</id><published>2007-10-24T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:28:57.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was visiting my friend Andrea's blog and read an interesting post. She took a list of 106 books most off as unreadable on some library list and highlighted the ones she had read or wanted to read. Well, after reading through the list, I was pretty amazed that I had barely read any of those books! My reading taste is mostly fluff, I admit it. After all, it is kind-of difficult to crack open an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3139661040571098197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3139661040571098197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3139661040571098197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3139661040571098197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-visiting-my-friend-andreas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2111503629983326080</id><published>2007-10-23T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:20:14.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and Wellness'/><title type='text'>Back Again</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've posted and I'm not as exhausted anymore. And although I am feeling better, it took almost a full week of terrible withdrawal symptoms to get this way.When I was at the library the other week I picked up a book called SUGAR SHOCK! by Connie Bennett and a lightbulb went off in my head. I suddenly realized why I was feeling so terrible.  It's was because of the sugar!Up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2111503629983326080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2111503629983326080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2111503629983326080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2111503629983326080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3445172333925484393</id><published>2007-09-10T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:02:57.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Exhausted!</title><summary type='text'>I don’t know about you, but almost every month I get paranoid that my birth control pill has failed me. In those few days before my period strikes, I live in utter fear that I’ve been impregnated and life as I know it is over. It doesn’t matter if I’m PMSing and eating chocolate by the truckload, I still worry. It’s all I can think about until my red river flows.There’s always one sign that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3445172333925484393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3445172333925484393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3445172333925484393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3445172333925484393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-exhausted.html' title='So Exhausted!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-815659336195538197</id><published>2007-07-28T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:03:50.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't I lose weight?</title><summary type='text'>Lately it seems like no matter what I do, I just can’t lose weight. I’m exercising my butt off, but it’s not going anywhere!Finally I decided to count my calories on fitday.com and discovered that I was eating around 2,000 calories a day!!! So I checked out this weight loss calculator web site and determined that to lose weight I need to eat around 1,200 – 1,300 calories a day (a pretty big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/815659336195538197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=815659336195538197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/815659336195538197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/815659336195538197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-cant-i-lose-weight.html' title='Why can&apos;t I lose weight?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-8094351773431413008</id><published>2007-07-23T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:50:41.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>So Boring!</title><summary type='text'>Some days the excruciating boredom that comes with being a stay-at-home-mom makes me want to gouge my eyes out! Today was one of those days.Just to keep entertained, I cleaned the oven, vacuumed and mopped the floors. Then I made phone calls and played My Little Ponies with Devin. But the day just went on and on – I didn’t think it was ever going to end!Part of the problem was probably because we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8094351773431413008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=8094351773431413008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8094351773431413008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8094351773431413008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-boring.html' title='So Boring!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-1100467538250381566</id><published>2007-07-22T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:26:48.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>My Personality Profile</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1100467538250381566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=1100467538250381566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1100467538250381566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1100467538250381566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-personality-profile.html' title='My Personality Profile'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4228794602146975825</id><published>2007-07-19T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:11:06.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Early morning exercise rescues my sanity</title><summary type='text'>Although I am really not a morning person, I do have to admit something. I love my early morning exercise sessions. Most mornings I get up between 5:30 and 6:00 to bike, jog or swim and have really been enjoying the guilt free time without the kids.Too often I feel guilty when I’m not activity playing with my girls. I also feel guilty when I take time out for myself and leave them with anyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4228794602146975825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4228794602146975825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4228794602146975825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4228794602146975825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/early-morning-exercise-rescues-my.html' title='Early morning exercise rescues my sanity'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2042406541884308943</id><published>2007-07-15T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:55:28.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny things kids say'/><title type='text'>Never ask a three-year-old a leading question</title><summary type='text'>Lately I’ve been getting a little frustrated with a new habit of Devin’s. Every time I turn around she’s holding onto herself as though she has to go potty and it’s getting a little old. I thought only little boys did that, not adorable little girls.Yesterday we were out at a friend’s place for dinner and Devin would not stop grabbing herself. After asking her to stop more than a dozen times a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2042406541884308943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2042406541884308943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2042406541884308943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2042406541884308943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-ask-three-year-old-leading.html' title='Never ask a three-year-old a leading question'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6247627207394393069</id><published>2007-07-12T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:26:45.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><title type='text'>Babysitter</title><summary type='text'>We usually have my parents or other family members baby-sit the girls when we go out (which rarely happens), but last weekend we had our friend Nicole baby-sit Devin and Jordan.We re-introduced Nicole and tried to get Devin say her name a few times. Although she tried, she really didn’t like saying “Nicole”. Instead, she preferred to call her “Babysitter”.“Babysitter, come play with me!” she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6247627207394393069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6247627207394393069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6247627207394393069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6247627207394393069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/babysitter.html' title='Babysitter'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5893409816097012815</id><published>2007-07-09T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:22:56.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Self-esteem and motherhood</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think being a mom isn’t so good for my self-esteem as my oldest daughter seems to have a knack for pointing out all the things that are wrong with me. And she’s only three!Most morning she crawls into our bed bright and early for a morning cuddle. Yes, it sounds sweet, but after a few seconds of snuggling she usually looks at me and says, “Mommy, your breath is stinky! Go brush your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5893409816097012815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5893409816097012815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5893409816097012815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5893409816097012815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/self-esteem-and-motherhood.html' title='Self-esteem and motherhood'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-9020511942660800246</id><published>2007-07-02T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:11:41.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From calm to chaos in 30 seconds</title><summary type='text'>It continually amazes me how quickly things can go from good to complete chaos. Today while I was making dinner that’s exactly what happened.The car seats were in the garage and Ken had just left to get a new patio set from Home Depot. I popped into the garage to grab a bottle of spaghetti sauce and the kids followed me in like they always do. I took the sauce to the kitchen, put it on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/9020511942660800246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=9020511942660800246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/9020511942660800246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/9020511942660800246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-calm-to-chaos-in-30-seconds.html' title='From calm to chaos in 30 seconds'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6290661024650751879</id><published>2007-06-27T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:35:28.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To call it a vacation would just be wrong</title><summary type='text'>1 Road Trip…2 Moms…3 Days…4 Kids…Need I say more? Okay, just a little. But I have to keep it brief since I’m so exhausted!For some strange reason my friend Teri and I thought it would be fun to load up our kids (two 3 year olds and two 1 year olds) for a three-day/two-night trip to Everett, WA to shop at Chelsea Premium Outlets.Out of the three days on our road trip, I think we spent about three </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6290661024650751879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6290661024650751879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6290661024650751879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6290661024650751879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-call-it-vacation-would-just-be-wrong.html' title='To call it a vacation would just be wrong'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7018310811545141778</id><published>2007-06-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:01:38.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitasking'/><title type='text'>Great web site for mutlitasking moms!</title><summary type='text'>I found a great web site that I just have to share with everyone! It's called Pageflakes.com.This web site enables you to have EVERYTHING on one main page. For example, my page has the weather, a calendar, a to do list and a section to write notes to myself. It also has news feeds, blog feeds from my favourite blogs, and a sudoku game! Everything I need is right there when I open the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7018310811545141778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7018310811545141778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7018310811545141778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7018310811545141778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/great-web-site-for-mutlitasking-moms.html' title='Great web site for mutlitasking moms!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2551765430958891850</id><published>2007-06-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:44:32.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a shopaholic mom?</title><summary type='text'>Here's a great article about turning into a shopaholic after having a baby:Becoming a Postpartum Shopaholic New moms confess how "retail therapy" became an addiction By Janene MascarellaParenting.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2551765430958891850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2551765430958891850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2551765430958891850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2551765430958891850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-you-shopaholic-mom.html' title='Are you a shopaholic mom?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2055605061584370124</id><published>2007-06-20T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:16:39.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>My ideal mom-mobile</title><summary type='text'>I just read a funny article about what a mom’s ideal car would be in a new magazine I just discovered, Hybrid Mom magazine. It got me thinking about what special features I wish my car had.Here is a wish list for my ideal car:Privacy screen – I can’t think of a time that I’ve been out and haven’t wished for a nice piece of glass to slide up and separate me from the sounds of crying or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2055605061584370124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2055605061584370124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2055605061584370124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2055605061584370124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-ideal-mom-mobile.html' title='My ideal mom-mobile'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3621464036256031206</id><published>2007-06-20T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:10:43.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gross Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><title type='text'>You know it's going to be a long day when...</title><summary type='text'>This morning set the tone for the day. After getting the kids fed and settled in the playroom, I sat down to eat my well desired breakfast in a little bit of peace. As I was enjoying my oatmeal, my darling daughter toddled over to me, put her chubby little hands on my lap, looked lovingly into my eyes and proceeded to grunt, grown and push out a particularly foul smelling you-know-what. The tone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3621464036256031206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3621464036256031206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3621464036256031206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3621464036256031206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-know-its-going-to-be-long-day-when.html' title='You know it&apos;s going to be a long day when...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5313172634174362663</id><published>2007-06-18T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:18:33.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recalls'/><title type='text'>RC2 Corp. Recalls Various Thomas &amp; Friends™ Wooden Railway Toys Due to Lead Poisoning Hazard</title><summary type='text'>I heard about this recall from my mom after she watched the noon news the other day. Here's a link to find out more about the recall, which is due to lead paint on some of the toys. There is a list of the dangrous toys on the recall site.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5313172634174362663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5313172634174362663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5313172634174362663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5313172634174362663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/rc2-corp-recalls-various-thomas-friends.html' title='RC2 Corp. Recalls Various Thomas &amp; Friends™ Wooden Railway Toys Due to Lead Poisoning Hazard'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6764804816935812035</id><published>2007-06-13T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:07:14.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Radio Station</title><summary type='text'>I was wondering what happened to Z 95.3. Here's an article from the Vancouver Sun that talk about the new station on 95.3 called Crave. Here's a link to their new web site.This switch has answered a long time question of mine. I've always wondered how old people go from listening to current music to the oldy station. Now I know. Their current station figures out that their listeners are getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6764804816935812035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6764804816935812035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6764804816935812035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6764804816935812035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-radio-station.html' title='New Radio Station'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2187590816200267478</id><published>2007-06-12T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:18:47.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Shopping is no fun when it makes you feel fat</title><summary type='text'>On Saturday I decided that I was going to spend the $50 gift certificate to Plum that’s been burning a whole in my pocket since October. Why wasn’t it spent sooner? Well, I’ve been struggling with my weight and promised that I would wait until I lost a bit of weight. So with around 20 lbs lost since that time, I felt like Saturday was the perfect day to go shopping.I wanted to get a cute little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2187590816200267478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2187590816200267478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2187590816200267478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2187590816200267478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/shopping-is-no-fun-when-it-makes-you.html' title='Shopping is no fun when it makes you feel fat'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rm79R1SKwlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cK8rDJWCq9A/s72-c/sleveless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5014790906619301981</id><published>2007-06-10T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:28:04.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><title type='text'>You know Devin’s tired when:</title><summary type='text'>She yells, “Pee, pee pee!” and then just stands there waiting for someone to do something about it. If we don’t move fast enough, it usually ends with an accident and lots of crying.Nothing satisfies her – from watermelon to blueberries to strawberries to a peanut butter sandwich.She argues about everything, including whether or not it’s actually raining outside.She runs into everything, walls, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5014790906619301981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5014790906619301981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5014790906619301981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5014790906619301981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-know-devins-tired-when.html' title='You know Devin’s tired when:'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2084010945485111208</id><published>2007-06-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:29:07.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naptime'/><title type='text'>When a good day turns ugly</title><summary type='text'>Today started off as a good day, but went downhill seriously fast this afternoon. This morning the girls and I got out of the house for a play date at a friend’s house and stayed for a lunch of Macaroni and Cheese (Devin’s favourite). Shortly after lunch, we headed home for a naptime that just wasn’t meant to be.Now Devin doesn’t nap much anymore, which is usually fine. But I felt that she really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2084010945485111208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2084010945485111208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2084010945485111208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2084010945485111208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-good-day-turns-ugly.html' title='When a good day turns ugly'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5916608353022669708</id><published>2007-06-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:26:13.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there anything these two men can't do?</title><summary type='text'> Seriously, they make interior design look easy, dress us up without tons of drama and now they are designing outdoor spaces! What's next?Oh, and in case you didn't know, I just love Steven and am convinced that anything he touches turns to gold.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5916608353022669708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5916608353022669708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5916608353022669708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5916608353022669708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-there-anything-these-two-men-cant-do.html' title='Is there anything these two men can&apos;t do?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3447739076880115311</id><published>2007-06-04T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:29:38.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Why won't my weight go down?</title><summary type='text'>I’m feeling a little frustrated today and am really glad that I have a coaching session tomorrow with Leslie Salmon Jones, a personal trainer and wellness coach (I write her quarterly newsletter and always learn lots when working on each issue).Yes, I’ve lost a fair amount of weight lately and I’m happy about that. But to be honest, I’ve worked my butt off for every pound that I’ve lost. In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3447739076880115311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3447739076880115311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3447739076880115311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3447739076880115311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-wont-my-weight-go-down.html' title='Why won&apos;t my weight go down?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-8042950697528447067</id><published>2007-06-03T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:30:20.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gross Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devin'/><title type='text'>Sugar and spice and everything nice?</title><summary type='text'>You know that poem about girls being made of “sugar and spice and everything nice” and boys are made of “snakes and snails and puppy dog tails”? Well, I always assumed there must be some truth to that poem. That is until Devin came along.Almost since day one her bowl movements have been a big deal. As a baby she didn’t just fill diapers, her poop exploded out of every different brand on a daily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8042950697528447067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=8042950697528447067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8042950697528447067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8042950697528447067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/06/sugar-and-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='Sugar and spice and everything nice?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6473796626215013116</id><published>2007-05-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:43:01.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for the gym</title><summary type='text'>I have a little secret to share with you. I don’t go to the gym because I love working out, but rather for the break I get from my kids.Some days I just need a break and the gym is the perfect place for me to get a little bit of time to myself. Today was one of those days. Devin woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning and was determined to be contrary all day long. Everything was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6473796626215013116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6473796626215013116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6473796626215013116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6473796626215013116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/thankful-for-gym.html' title='Thankful for the gym'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-3690036910694314577</id><published>2007-05-29T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:30:40.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Is it okay for moms to get bored?</title><summary type='text'>When Desperate Housewives first came on the air I was glued to the program not because of the sex and scandal, but because of the character Lynette. She seemed so real to me and represented so much of what I felt and still feel today about motherhood. In one episode Lynette was in the grocery store, looking frazzled and obviously terrorized by her boys when she has an encounter with one of those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3690036910694314577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=3690036910694314577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3690036910694314577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/3690036910694314577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-it-okay-for-moms-to-get-bored.html' title='Is it okay for moms to get bored?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-1192850712311818319</id><published>2007-05-28T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:59:48.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><summary type='text'>Ken has to go to Texas a couple times in June and Devin is already dreading having him leave. Before bed tonight she sat on the couch with her daddy and begged him not to go to Texas – he’s still going.With her head on his shoulder she cried and said, “Don’t leave me, don’t go away.”But he held strong. He still has to leave.In all honesty, he’s so lucky to get to leave, be missed and come home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1192850712311818319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=1192850712311818319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1192850712311818319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/1192850712311818319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/daddys-girl_28.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7901091457240405493</id><published>2007-05-28T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:58:45.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><summary type='text'>Ken has to go to Texas a couple times in June and Devin is already dreading having him leave. Before bed tonight she sat on the couch with her daddy and begged him not to go to Texas – he’s still going.With her head on his shoulder she cried and said, “Don’t leave me, don’t go away.”But he held strong. He still has to leave.In all honesty, he’s so lucky to get to leave, be missed and come home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7901091457240405493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7901091457240405493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7901091457240405493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7901091457240405493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-6279306781147930993</id><published>2007-05-27T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:18:48.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pooh Success</title><summary type='text'>Jordan's party went pretty well. I'm glad it's over :) I still have a pretty big mess to clean up, but I'll probably leave that until tomorrow morning. If it wasn't for Teri's help, I would have a much bigger mess waiting for me, so thank you Teri!Here's the pooh cake..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6279306781147930993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=6279306781147930993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6279306781147930993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/6279306781147930993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/pooh-success.html' title='A Pooh Success'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/RlopSc7WMRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fZvk2SwKkGU/s72-c/DSC01097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4159117552628799439</id><published>2007-05-26T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T19:36:27.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Deck Disaster</title><summary type='text'>Maybe the title is a little melodramatic, but the deck is currently the bain of my existence.It all started yesterday when I decided to make the deck a little more presentable for Jordan’s birthday party on Sunday. I rented a pressure washer and purchased some deck cleaner and spent the better part of the day struggling to remove the chipped paint and sludge from the deck only to discover lots of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4159117552628799439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4159117552628799439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4159117552628799439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4159117552628799439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-deck-disaster.html' title='The Great Deck Disaster'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-5895314994519103498</id><published>2007-05-25T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:18:48.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jordan!</title><summary type='text'> Happy Birthday, my little chocolate monster! (She wore more of the cake than she actually ate)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5895314994519103498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=5895314994519103498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5895314994519103498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/5895314994519103498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-jordan.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jordan!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/Rld7ac7WMMI/AAAAAAAAASU/TVeBm2UMpgk/s72-c/DSC01084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4061243755181415481</id><published>2007-05-25T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:54:39.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in Humiliation</title><summary type='text'>Thursday was a very busy day that ended with a lesson in utter humiliation.The day was almost as busy as I thought it would be, with the exception of the triathlon clinic and pressure washing. I just didn’t have time to go to the clinic and enjoy Jordan’s first birthday dinner (spaghetti and chocolate cake).After dinner, with a heart heavy with dread, I went to my masters swim clinic. The good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4061243755181415481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4061243755181415481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4061243755181415481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4061243755181415481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/lesson-in-humiliation.html' title='A Lesson in Humiliation'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-7439717396555183814</id><published>2007-05-23T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:59:17.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired, can't cope...</title><summary type='text'>I’m so exhausted that I can barely slouch on the couch and watch the American Idol finale. My head hurts, my shoulders ache and my back is throbbing – it was a long day. I spent the morning hauling the girls around town picking up party supplies, birthday presents and a cake pan. The afternoon was spent in the kitchen making Jordan’s birthday cake and cupcakes. Then I got a second wind and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7439717396555183814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=7439717396555183814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7439717396555183814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/7439717396555183814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-tired-cant-cope.html' title='So tired, can&apos;t cope...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-2826120458493270216</id><published>2007-05-22T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:36:09.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Speedy Pizza</title><summary type='text'>After my Sunday School sounding post, I did slack off and go for a long walk in the sun this afternoon. At the last minute I decided to stop being a slacker mom and whip together dinner with  my oven and not the phone. I made my last minute stand-by dinner - pizza.Here's my "recipe" (if you can call it that):- Preheat the oven to 350- Place a couple of whole wheat pitas or flat bread on a baking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2826120458493270216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=2826120458493270216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2826120458493270216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/2826120458493270216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/easy-speedy-pizza.html' title='Easy Speedy Pizza'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-8164527848497255821</id><published>2007-05-22T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:30:56.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-image'/><title type='text'>Super moms stress me out!</title><summary type='text'>Today I was talking to one of my best friends and she said something that surprised me.“I checked out your blog and it looks great. I just don’t know you find the time to do it all. You’re one of those super moms!”“You’re crazy,” I said. “Your house is always clean and my house is a disaster right now.”“Yeah, I guess you can’t do everything. Something’s got to give, right?” she said.The funny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8164527848497255821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=8164527848497255821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8164527848497255821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/8164527848497255821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/super-moms-stress-me-out.html' title='Super moms stress me out!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3400121769096256948.post-4519394818207661524</id><published>2007-05-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:54:17.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space for Discovery</title><summary type='text'>I’ve been feeling the need to start a new blog lately just to chat about my life. The funny thing is, I already have more than enough blogs, but none of them feel like they truly belong to just me and to telling my own story.The very first blog I started is my three-year-old daughter’s blog, “ The Monster in Pink and the Plum Princess.” I write the blog from my daughter’s point of view for family</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4519394818207661524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3400121769096256948&amp;postID=4519394818207661524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4519394818207661524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3400121769096256948/posts/default/4519394818207661524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discoveringjamie.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-space-for-discovery.html' title='My Space for Discovery'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8EKYDfEo610/S_QcH21H3XI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Sebd_4NS9n4/S220/DSC07509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
