Since its so late now (11:30 pm my time... so much for my New Year's resolution
of going to bed by 10:30 pm), this post -LSB-...]
Not exact matches
By focusing on just the three things will make the day great, you give yourself a much higher chance of feeling accomplished by the time you go to be
By focusing on just the three things will make the day great, you give yourself a much higher chance
of feeling accomplished
by the time you go to be
by the time you
go to bed.
They
go to bed, and next day, while EVERYONE was sleeping, Santa came
by, ate the cookies, drank the milk, and left them tons
of toys... Proof!
The father died a year ago in May, in his
bed, surrounded
by family who loved him enough
to have
gone on caring for him indefinitely, who had not tired
of him and his needs, who bore his sufferings with him, who found him even in his infirmity
to be good company worth having for as long as he stayed.
My quest for biblical womanhood led me
to these stories late at night, long after Dan had
gone to sleep, and I conducted my nightly research
by his side in
bed, stacks
of Bibles and commentaries and legal pads threatening
to swallow him should he roll over.
But, in my experience, sometimes the best way
to keep communication healthy and open is
to go to bed angry and then talk about it the next morning when you've had enough sleep
to know that leaving the milk out in the car probably wasn't a veiled act
of aggression meant
to symbolize every problem in the relationship, but rather just the sort
of mistake anyone would make while distracted
by a fascinating story on NPR.
The very appetite proceeding from labor and peace
of mind is
gone: we eat just enough
to keep us alive: our sleep is disturbed
by the most frightful dreams; sometimes I start awake, as if the great hour
of danger was come; at other times the howling
of our dogs seems
to announce the arrival
of the enemy: we leap out
of bed and run
to arms; my poor wife with panting bosom and silent tears takes leave
of me, as if we were
to see each other no more; she snatches the youngest children from their
beds, who, suddenly awakened, increase with their innocent questions the horror
of the dreadful moment.
I was in the bedroom
by myself, laying on the
bed trying
to go to sleep when I felt a strong pressure on the side
of my body.
Take, for example, the common contention that Hitler acted coercively when he placed Jews in concentration camps or the claim that parents are acting coercively when they finally pick up their recalcitrant children and make them
go to bed or the common contention that a government is acting coercively when it refuses
to give its citizens any input into the formulation
of the laws
by which they are governed.
I still kept a round
of duties, and would not suffer myself
to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time
of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened
by sickness, death, or heavy storms
of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin
to repent my
going so much
to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations
of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got
to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds
of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst
of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense
of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I
went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came
to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass
of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed
to any sort
of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had
gone to my
bed.
The parables disclose with what pleasure and tolerance he surveyed the broad scene
of human activity: the merchant seeking pearls; the farmer sowing his fields; the real - estate man trying
to buy a piece
of land in which he had secret reason
to believe a treasure lay buried; the dishonest secretary, who had been given notice, making friends against the evil day among his employer's debtors
by reducing their obligations; the five young women sleeping with lamps burning while the bridegroom tarried and unable
to attend the marriage because their sisters who had had foresight enough
to bring additional oil refused
to lend them any; the rich man whose guests for dinner all made excuses; the man comfortably in
bed with his children who gets up at midnight
to help his importunate neighbor only because he despairs
of getting rid
of him otherwise; the king who is out
to capture a city; the man who built his house upon the sand and lost it in the first storm
of wind and rain; the queer employer who pays all
of his men the same wage whether they have worked the whole day or a single hour; the great lord who
going to a distant land entrusts his property
to his three servants and judges them
by the success
of their investments when he returns; the shepherd whose sheep falls into a ditch; the woman with ten pieces
of silver who, losing one, lights the candle and sweeps diligently till she finds it, and makes the finding
of it the occasion
of a celebration in which all
of her neighbors are invited
to share — and how long such a list might be!
When I
go to bed at night, I'm not visited
by the «ghosts»
of people I abused, neither do I have
to worry about standing before the judgment seat
of God
to answer for that.
We are surrounded
by a world in which vast numbers
of people
go to bed hungry and where many children come into the world unwanted and without the most minimal opportunities for love and development.
I was also beaten
by random girls for no reason, put into a dumpster, tied up in an abandoned rv
by some sick teens who thought that was funny, almost raped
by a man while walking down the street at the age
of 17 but because I screamed he only made me jack him off (at knife point), almost raped at a friend
of a friend's house when we just dropped in for a minute, was impovershed growing up, even
to the point where we didn't have power in the middle
of winter, had
to sleep all in the same
bed to stay warm and used our pantry as a refrigerator, lived (and I mean LIVED) with roaches for years no matter where we moved
to, was a child during the time when we had our own civil rights movement here and
went through a few horrible experiences at the time.
By holding these suggestions through the evening I
went to bed and fell asleep, saying: «I am soul, spirit, just one with God's Thought
of me,» and slept all night without waking, for the first time in several years [the distress - turns had usually recurred about two o'clock in the night].
I composed lines
of this post in my head as I
went to bed last night, which was clearly productive (sarcasm) as I remember none
of them and is most definitely a bad way
to lull yourself
to sleep because I woke from a stress nightmare at 4 am in which I was under deadline
to read two novels and write three 15 - page papers
by today, all while attending a full day
of classes.
i guess my husband had a little more faith in me because he stayed up late that first night
of experimenting just
to wait for these
to come out
of the oven... only
to go to bed disappointed
by my «wet & soggy» muffins.
While you'll need
to go to Chowhound and find the recipe (adapted from Joann Chang), you can see
by looking at this that it's very simply a gorgeous amount
of roasted root vegetables on a
bed of quinoa.
While it is well known that many American consumers start their morning with a hot beverage, new research released today
by Nestlé Waters revealed that 88 percent
of those surveyed in the U.S. drink water when they get up in the morning, and 82 percent drink water when they
go to bed.
I'm banking that a lot
of people didn't watch the second half against the Colts last week and
went to bed thinking the Broncos could beat any team in the league
by 20 points except for the Seahawks.
Looks good at the time but
by the end
of the game you feel sick and just want
to go to bed.
If Man U is anything
to go by it might not always be a
bed of roses with a new manager.
of course no team wants
to lose but I can guarantee you that the reaction
by the Chelski fans after today's results are nowhere near what would have occurred if we shit the
bed on opening day... the difference is they have tasted EPL success on more than one occasion recently, they have won the Champions League and they have done it with 3 different managers in the last 12 years with a similar, if not smaller, wage bill than us... in comparison, we have been experiencing our own personal Groundhog Day with nothing
to show for it but a few silvery trinkets that would barely wet the appetite
of a world - class club... so it's time for Wenger
to stop gloating over our week one escape act and make some substantial moves before this window closes or I fear that things will take a horrible turn when the inevitable happens... living on a knife's edge is no way
to go through a full season
of football and regardless
of what side
of the argument you fall on, you could feel high levels
of toxicity in the air and that was friggin week one... I would much rather someone tried their best and failed, than took half - measures and hoped for the best
The Arsenal that kept getting chewed up
by their theoretical peers were an almost comically adolescent Arsenal: they believed they were right about everything; they thought they'd solved the riddles
of the universe; and as soon as something started
to go wrong they would storm upstairs, slam the door and fling themselves on their
bed wailing «It's not fair!»
We started quite brightly really with two excellent chances in the first five minutes both
of which should have been converted and both
of which should have put the game
to bed but, no, we insisted on making Newcastle look better than they are
by giving them opportunity after opportunity
to go ahead; the most generous being at the beginning
of the second half when one
of their players got free and found himself one on one with Cech, fortunately the Helmeted One was on his game and saved our bacon again.
By Thursday, I felt well enough to get out of bed and take a shower and by Friday I felt strong enough to go home, yet I was still very weak and any activity quickly drained m
By Thursday, I felt well enough
to get out
of bed and take a shower and
by Friday I felt strong enough to go home, yet I was still very weak and any activity quickly drained m
by Friday I felt strong enough
to go home, yet I was still very weak and any activity quickly drained me.
If the boys fought me
to go down for a nap and fell asleep in my
bed rather than their cribs, I'd vent my frustrations over feeling trapped in the room with them
by running downstairs and grabbing whatever we had in the cabinets — bags
of Goldfish crackers, boxes
of baby biscuits — gobbling all the candy and then telling my partner we must have left the bag at the store rather than confess that I'd eating it all.
The fact is, my child screams for 30 minutes before
bed if I hold her and rock her
to sleep (ending in tears for both
of us after three false starts, 1 hour
of night time sleep, and me
going to bed at 8 pm for the 2nd MONTH in a row) or if she's SAFE, WARM, HAPPY, WELL FED (from the breast, I might add) and surrounded
by the company
of her favorite little animals in her crib.
Spend sometime lying on your back outside under the stars one night — on a week - end if your child usually
goes to bed early — and marvel at the countless number
of them, made
by our Creator.
I never stopped letting him do it, he safely co-slept in our
bed and although it has taken a long time, he is now choosing
to go to sleep in his cot
by the side
of our
bed and only wakes for a short time every now and again for a quick feed, but
goes straight back down.
By the age
of three and a half children should be
going to bed without the aid
of a nappy regardless
of being wet or dry.
My son is now 14 months old and I already weaned him off middle
of nights feeding
by letting him calm down with us in
bed and repeatedly asking him
to go to sleep,
to go «mimi» (Spanish baby talk) then transfer him back
to his crib.
When all was said and done, and the quilt was happily set upon Harper's
bed in his new space, I
went back
to the pile
of scraps I had leftover
to make a pillow... and the banner over his
bed (the banner was made
by simply ziz zag stitching the squares
to a strip
of twill tape).
Ironically, as kids start reaching school age, they're more likely
to be tempted
by all kinds
of distractions that can interfere with both
going to bed on time and falling and staying asleep.
Our phone is on and we
go to bed early, we skip the glass
of wine, we make sure our car has gas and we have our doula bag
by the front door.
Or he may be one
of those kids (like my older son) who needs someone
to help him fall asleep (
by nursing, or rocking, or sitting in his room) until he's 3 years old, and then suddenly he just starts
going to bed easily
by himself.
By this time my two year old was at the beginning stages
of potty training and thought he needed
to climb into
bed with mommy and daddy for moral support instead
of going to the bathroom.
I'm not sure if you are still looking for advice, but I have experience with it... My 8 yr old stayed in the
bed with me (and hubby) since day 1, when I got pregnant with my second when he was 16 mths old, we set up his room with a toddler
bed (he could get out
of his playpen since 9 mths un-assisted, and never had a crib) so we made sure it was fun and playful and gave him that option, we also set up a separate cot beside out
bed, so he could be with us still (I was not comfortable being pregnant with a toddler and hubby in
bed then, knowing I would have a baby soon) since I was pregnant I was able
to talk about it
to him and explain why he was
going to have
to one day move
to his own
bed (in our room or his)
by the time I had the baby he was starting the nights in his own
bed and if he woke up he would come into his cot beside our
bed... I let him continue like that as long as he wanted, it took time but I did not push him at all, same with breast feeding I let him make the choice... when I left my hubby (now ex) the boys were both big enough (2 and 4 yrs) for me
to be comfortable with them both in
bed with me, and I was still nursing my younger one until he was around 3.5 yrs old, so we just had a big
bed with us all piled in, I miss those days so much: (so how did I finally get them both out
of my
bed?
by getting pregnant again:P lol but they have both had their own
beds for more then 2 yrs available
to them, and they had many times slept in them... But I am currently thinking
of getting a bigger
bed so when my 5.5 mth old is a bit bigger the boys can come in with us again if they want (on occasion I wake up
to find one or the other in
bed with me and the baby and I love it;) I know it might sound like I have taken on a lot
to keep them all with me for so long, but in reality the time has
went by far too fast, and the memories
of those nights I love and cherish them now... what works for me might not work for others, I have heard
of so many safe and wonderful co-sleeping (or sharing) ways that family's have came up with, what works for some wont work for others, so it is best
to look into it
to find the best way that works for your family:) drmamma.org has some wonderful tips and suggestions... if you want t talk more, feel free
to respond I would be glad
to help in anyway I can:)
Whether you
go to a tanning
bed, get a tan indirectly
by forgetting
to wear sunscreen outside, or you're deliberately trying
to increase your pregnancy glow - UV radiation from indoor tanning or outdoor tanning, is the leading cause
of skin cancer.
More questions — can you still speak
of «bad» sleep associations when the baby might need a feed before
bed but always finishes herself at some point, throwing her head back and coming off the breast, is capable
of going off
to sleep just
by munching on her muslin, often just with dad present?
Once you have eliminated any poor sleep associations, have developed a good bedtime routine, and understand the importance
of putting your child
to sleep
by himself (good sleep associations), then you have
to know what
to do when he doesn't want
to go to bed or wakes up.
After a week
of really bad nights we decided
to go back
to co-sleeping fully, but with the cot
by the
bed at the same level, so I would follow the same technique as daytime naps, getting her
to sleep and then rolling away, with about the same rate
of success.
I bottle fed my babies because they both failed
to thrive nursing, I slept them in cribs down the hall after the first several weeks
of bassinet
by the
bed, I slept them on their stomachs, I let them cry at times, and I
went to work three days a week.
Help your kids get into the routine
of going to bed earlier
by having them choose their clothes and packing their book bags the night before, as well as installing a tried and true bedtime ritual.
The same happens when you have her pacifier on
by the time
of going to bed.
1030 DF
by my husband with a bottle
of breastmilk (4oz she just
went up from 3.5 oz)-- I pump — then straight
to bed 05 - 0530 nurse from one side Thanks so much!!
My solution was
to go out an
by one
of those attachments that hook on
to the side
of the
bed, and acts as a gate.
You am more likely be a) pinned
to the
bed b) elbowed c) have your windpipe cut off as they
go for the target d) poked in the eye
by whatever toy they won't let
go of.
Had I been mayor I'd have
gone about it a different way,
by requiring any formula company that wants
to market directly
to consumers in a vulnerable position
to fund the salaries
of three full - time lactation consultants for every 10
beds in a maternity ward so there is always an LC available
to troubleshoot problems, along with providing training in breastfeeding once a year for every RN, LPN, and MD on the floor.