<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 15:52:01 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Goldmoon's Page</title><description>It's my page, all MINE!  And that's why it sucks so badly.</description><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-8896464253129424613</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-05T20:10:52.141-08:00</atom:updated><title>So This is What I've Been Doing for Nine Months</title><atom:summary type='text'>Who knew a kid could take so much out of you?  Or give so much back.  Obviously, having a child is one of the best ways to completely and totally destroy any type of schedule you thought you'd stick to.  One of the first things that went was my blog.  Then my book reviewing.  Then my television watching.  Then grooming habits.  Okay, okay, I was able to keep most of my grooming habits, but I have</atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-this-is-what-ive-been-doing-for-nine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-4813163736257663502</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-17T14:21:11.982-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm Alive!  And So is Delaney!!</title><atom:summary type='text'>So I've been gone a long time. I would use the excuse that I have a new baby, dammit, but...she's now almost 9 months old and plenty of the rest of you continue blogging on your merry little way mere hours after having a baby, so I have no excuse. Instead of excuses, I give you pictures:Isn't she just the loveliest thing you've ever seen? Even if you don't think, lie to me and tell me she is.And </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-alive-and-so-is-delaney.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-6730736054653764443</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-01T17:18:07.842-08:00</atom:updated><title>Dirty Diapers, Lack of Sleep and No Free Time</title><atom:summary type='text'>The title of this post pretty much sums up my life now. However, I love every minute of it because...Isn't she just the most beautiful thing ever?? I can't believe how much I love her. I just sit and stare at her. I MADE this perfect little being! It's really hard to believe. All the crap I went through, the months of nausea, the hemorrhoids, the groin pain...so, so worth it. Now I know why </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/03/dirty-diapers-lack-of-sleep-and-no-free.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-117009885313159859</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 19:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-29T11:27:33.146-08:00</atom:updated><title>Introducing Delaney Quinn</title><atom:summary type='text'>She's here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  And so so beautiful.  Honestly, I never thought I could love something so much.  Nothing bothers me about her--not the poopy diapers or the feedings every hour on the hour or no sleep...I just look at her and am filled with happiness.  Here are a couple of pictures and I'll post the birth story later.  It really was a pretty good labor and delivery.</atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/01/introducing-delaney-quinn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116958126335436419</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-23T11:41:03.376-08:00</atom:updated><title>Induction Tonight!!</title><atom:summary type='text'>We are set to go into the hospital at 7:30 pm tonight for an induction!  Should have a baby by tomorrow afternoon!  Will update as soon as possible!  Can I use any more exclamation points??!!!!!</atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/01/induction-tonight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116948918979107474</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-22T10:06:29.853-08:00</atom:updated><title>If I Thought Last Week Was Bad...</title><atom:summary type='text'>I feel pretty stupid for moaning about not giving birth last week when it was NOT EVEN MY DUE DATE YET.  Now that I am three days past my due date, it is really time for the moaning.  What is this kid waiting for??  Her mother to have a complete and total breakdown, brought on by intense burning ass pain, the inabiity to be on her feet for longer than ten minutes, heartburn, no sleep and NO END </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-i-thought-last-week-was-bad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116888580263889447</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 17:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-15T10:30:02.760-08:00</atom:updated><title>Woe is Me</title><atom:summary type='text'>Remember how I said in the last post that hopefully the next post would be about my new baby?  HA!  Hahahahahahaha.  I am four days from my due date and going a bit crazy.  First of all, I am in pain.  The hemorrhoid is back.  Not Oscar, the kind, gentle hemorrhoid who just kind of hung out and made me feel embarrassed.  No, this is Philip, the painful, horrific hemorrhoid who reminds me of his </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2007/01/woe-is-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116714932492279014</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-26T08:28:53.100-08:00</atom:updated><title>Merry Christmas and No Baby Yet!</title><atom:summary type='text'>My hopes for a Christmas baby have been dashed!  It's now the day after and I don't see my girl coming out any time soon.  Of course, I am still only 36 1/2 weeks, but stranger things have happened.  I was hoping she'd come while family was in town and I could bribe them to extend their stay for a few days...or weeks...or months.  We've been watching Bringing Home Baby on TLC and damn!  Taking </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-and-no-baby-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116588853119045408</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 01:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-11T17:55:31.213-08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm Bored and Fat</title><atom:summary type='text'>That title pretty much sums 'er up.  I feel like a big, tired blob who does nothing.  Sundays are the worst.  I can't muster the energy to shower or get dressed, so I spend my day in crappy sweats, hoping no one comes to the door and sees me in my greasy-faced, lank-haired, stained sweatshirt glory.  I think I slept at least half of the day yesterday.  I am a slug.Does every woman this close to </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-bored-and-fat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116484282631521204</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-29T15:27:06.356-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pictures 'n Plans</title><atom:summary type='text'>First, here are some newer pictures of me and my big ol' belly.  These were taken at about 31 weeks:I am now closing on 33 weeks.  Women actually have babies at this point that are very healthy, though it doesn't look like my little girl has any plans to come out anytime soon.  Oh no, she is just getting started causing Mom some 3rd trimester pain.  First, there's the heartburn.  There seems to </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures-n-plans.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116344158692377120</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-13T10:13:06.956-08:00</atom:updated><title>Showers, Lamaze and the Fun Stuff</title><atom:summary type='text'>So, after a bunch of the NON-fun pregnancy stuff (sickness, hemorrhoids, weight gain, lack of wine and did I mention the hemorrhoids?), I got to experience a couple of the fun sides of pregnancy.First, my shower.  It was a wonderful little affair with gifts, cake and games.  You have to see this cake:Well.  Never mind.  Apparently blogger does not want to post a picture of my damn shower cake.  </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/11/showers-lamaze-and-fun-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116178415072653608</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-25T06:49:10.743-07:00</atom:updated><title>And Finally...a Picture!  Of Me!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Due to high demand (that would be two people) asking to see a belly shot, I've finally got one!  And it's got two things going for it: 1. you can't really see my belly and 2. you can't really see my face!  I love the picture, though.  Feast your eyes on my expanding womb:My friend is a professional photographer and was horrified when she found out I wasn't taking any pregnancy pictures, so she </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-finallya-picture-of-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116044347632527894</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-09T18:24:36.356-07:00</atom:updated><title>A New Schedule!  That I Stuck To!</title><atom:summary type='text'>In an effort to not spend the rest of my pregnancy vegged out in front of the television, progressively getting stupider, I made myself a new schedule and amazed myself by actually sticking to it today!  Here's my evening so far:5:00 pm: Get home, make dinner.  Tonight, I made pizza with a zucchini crust.  Sound disgusting?  It wasn't!  Quite yummy, actually, but not as crunchy as I was hoping </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-schedule-that-i-stuck-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-116016617641174633</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2006 20:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-06T13:22:56.443-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Startling Revelation</title><atom:summary type='text'>Let me preface this post by saying everything is absolutely fine with my pregnancy.  Had another cervical ultrasound today and it's a-okay, good enough that I will not need any further hoo-hah probing with this particular device, though I am sure there will be plenty of hoo-hah probing of a different nature in the months to come.  This was not a sexual comment, though when I look back at it, it </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/10/startling-revelation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115852682063146266</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-17T14:02:41.573-07:00</atom:updated><title>And the Ultrasound Says...</title><atom:summary type='text'>...it's a GIRL!  Yep, we're having a little girl.  We're very excited.  Me, especially, since I get to go buy lots of cute little girl things and teach a little girl everything I know (how to flirt, how to wear makeup, you know, the important things).On the down side, my cervix has shortened to 27 mm, which is not great.  I have to go back in two weeks and get another cervical ultrasound.  If </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-ultrasound-says.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115774377282311145</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-08T12:29:32.843-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's Been a MONTH?!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yes, it HAS been a month since I've posted.  Yikes!  Thank you, Erika, for leaving me a comment to make sure I'm still alive.  I am!  I just suck at keeping up my blog!New developments:The season is changing and now I need to buy a whole new crop of maternity clothes.  All of which seem to be ass ugly or very overpriced.  It just seems such a waste to spend money on clothes that A: won't look </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-month.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115516022327854341</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 21:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-09T14:50:23.296-07:00</atom:updated><title>Laugh As I Attempt to Entertain</title><atom:summary type='text'>I belong to a Bunko group.  Not sure if you've all heard of these, but it's a group of 12 ladies that gets together every month to play a dice game, drink, eat and gossip.  It's technically spelled Bunco, but I think that looks stupid and wrong, so I call it Bunko.  Anyway.  As fate would have it, I was supposed to host Bunko last month, when I was still venturing to the toilet to heave up my </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/08/laugh-as-i-attempt-to-entertain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115463024144011878</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-03T11:37:21.456-07:00</atom:updated><title>So Where Are the Pictures of My Belly?</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'll tell you where they are--they're nonexistent!!  However, I've been thinking more about it and realized I should document The Enlargement because it's something I might want to look back on months (years?) from now and laugh, rather than cry, which is what I feel like doing now when I look in the mirror.  It's not the belly that makes me cry, it's the love handles.  Can you carry a baby in </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-where-are-pictures-of-my-belly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>40</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115401225064518960</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-27T07:57:30.666-07:00</atom:updated><title>And How Are You Doing, Angie?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Shitty, thanks for asking!!  At 15 weeks, the sickness is still lingering.  I did have one glorious day at the beginning of the week where I felt like my old self, but this just made the vomiting the next morning seem all the worse.  I am tired.  Tired of feeling crappy, tired of not being myself, tired of running to the bathroom, tired of knowing I will go home each night and sit in the recliner</atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-how-are-you-doing-angie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115324705477745824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jul 2006 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-18T11:24:14.796-07:00</atom:updated><title>Things I Wish People Had Told Me About Pregnancy</title><atom:summary type='text'>1.  That I would feel so icky all the time.  No, I'm not just talking about the sickness, which is a big part of it.  I'm also talking about the acne (on my arms!  my chest!  all over my face!  What the HELL?), the changes in my body (when did my hips get so wide???  I'm only three months along!) and the fact that I just don't feel pretty in anything I wear these days.2.  The connection I'd feel </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-i-wish-people-had-told-me-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115254579579095494</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-10T08:36:35.816-07:00</atom:updated><title>Terrible Blogger Award?</title><atom:summary type='text'>If there is an award for being a terrible blogger, I would definitely be in the running!  I haven't posted forever.  My only excuse is that I am still sick.  But that doesn't seem like an excuse since I know a bunch of bloggers who blogged throughout worse morning sickness than mine and still managed to be funny and sincere and consistent.  Apparently, I am just lazy.I am a little over 13 weeks </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/07/terrible-blogger-award.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-115049139669154650</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jun 2006 20:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-16T13:56:36.723-07:00</atom:updated><title>Some Fun Mixed in with the Blleegghhh</title><atom:summary type='text'>Remember when I posted that the stuff the doctor gave me made the morning sickness so much better?  Oh, that seemed so long ago...and it appears it was a lie.  I still feel like poo pretty much all the time.  Very little vomiting, very much feeling like I need to.  I can't stand the smell of our bathroom anymore, so I always keep the window open.  Thank goodness it's summer.  However, I don't </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-fun-mixed-in-with-blleegghhh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-114953396641480401</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-05T11:59:26.430-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Hunger Like No Other</title><atom:summary type='text'>The morning sickness has eased a bit, thanks to my doctor and his suggestion to take some over the counter motions sickness medicine.  Although I am not feeling even close to 100%, it's so much better than the 'I want to die' feeling I had just a week ago that it's pretty easy to deal with.  I still complain, of course, and there are still plenty of moments where I just want to cry, but it is </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/06/hunger-like-no-other.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-114902535375450039</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 21:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-30T14:42:33.783-07:00</atom:updated><title>Somebody Kill Me</title><atom:summary type='text'>Oh my god, the morning sickness.  The horrendous, terrible, infamous morning sickness.  Who knew it would be this bad??I spent Friday night, Saturday, Sunday and Monday on the couch.  Or in the bathroom.  Nowhere else.  I had three stages: 1. Nauseous, but not ready to vomit.  2.  Nauseous and needing to vomit.  3.  Vomiting.  Those were the only three stages, not a speck of relief.  My </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/05/somebody-kill-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17202732.post-114856713224909699</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-25T07:25:32.270-07:00</atom:updated><title>Dread for Nothing!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I got my test results back and they are wonderful.  My hCG went from 1600 to 23,000 and my progesterone jumped from 6 to 19.1.  I am sooo happy!  And yet, my happiness is tempered by the sudden onset of morning sickness.  Ooohhhh, it's bad.  No actual vomiting, it just feels like a giant hangover.  Without the fun that comes before the hangover.  Why did no one tell me the first trimester feels </atom:summary><link>http://goldmoonspage.blogspot.com/2006/05/dread-for-nothing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (goldmoon)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item></channel></rss>