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		<title>The tantrum train wreck.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The tantrums have come with a force for Wrigglebot this week, my usually placid son has, for minutes at a time, turned into a monster. Now we have dealt with two year old tantrums before but three year old tantrums are another thing entirely. He is stronger and faster and he knows it. Where before [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Huge and Proud</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have only 7 weeks to go before baby number two arrives. I am excited and can&#8217;t wait to meet my beautiful baby. I am finding that as the weeks roll on my anxiety increases though which I guess is normal.
I&#8217;m not sure what I&#8217;d prefer; the naive first pregnancy where you have no idea [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/huge-and-proud/</link>
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		<title>Juggling Act</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Over the past few months it has really come to my attention how difficult my life as a woman, wife, employee, house goddess (okay, cleaner), and mother really can be at times. I mean, look at all those titles I have and that is only to name a few! I could add hairdresser, psychologist, chef, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/juggling-act/</link>
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		<title>Story or Snorey&#8230;zzz?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When you&#8217;re looking after a little person, you&#8217;ve always got stories. Not a day goes by without something story-worthy happening, and that&#8217;s probably partly because the way the little people see the world around them &#8211; with constant joy and wonder &#8211; is the way we mums see them. Their amazement at watching a worm [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/story-or-snorey/</link>
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		<title>My big boy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Wrigglebot had his first day at 3 year old activity group on Monday. I had to pack a lunch, I had to cover a book, I felt like my little Wrigglebot had suddenly grown up. I went to drop him off prepared for tears and so I stuck around for a little bit until he [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/my-big-boy/</link>
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		<title>My perfect job.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I sometimes think of what I might be if I was born in another place and time. Something that would utilise my unique talents and abilities. Maybe a queen, but I don&#8217;t quite have the diplomacy for that, perhaps a revolutionary, a scientist or an explorer, personally I would have loved to have been a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/my-perfect-job/</link>
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		<title>Toddzilla</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I had stupidly thought the older your child, the more manageable life would be &#8211; this is not so (so far anyway) and life with Toddzilla is becoming increasingly difficult.
I am beginning to wonder now if I made the most of that little baby that would stay on her blanket just where I put her, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/toddzilla/</link>
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		<title>The &#8216;Don&#8217;t smile, don&#8217;t laugh&#8217; rule.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Disciplining is hard work and it&#8217;s hard to know what to do and how to react at times. It&#8217;s hard to judge motive in little ones who can&#8217;t talk and even when they can, they sometimes still can&#8217;t explain why they did something. So we guess, sometimes we&#8217;re right and many times we are wrong [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/the-dont-smile-dont-laugh-rule/</link>
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		<title>Letting go.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My husband&#8217;s parents are total hippies. His mother was the bra burning type back in the ol&#8217;days, I&#8217;m sure their recreational habits back then were not one bit legal, and my dear husband went to school with strange sandwich fillings he desperately tried to trade -to the absolute disgust of other students. 
Of course, my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/letting-go/</link>
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		<title>The magical cricket bat.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When Wrigglebot was one and a half we gave him a cricket set. It was ambitious I know and at first he didn&#8217;t play with it and all thoughts of him being the next Bradman flew out the window, I mean surely Bradman was already hitting cover drives at one. Since then, however, the cricket [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://mrwrigglebot.com/blog/2010/the-magical-cricket-bat/</link>
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