<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post2797147067532715786..comments</id><updated>2009-09-26T10:13:24.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Three Weddings: Parenting the Hypochondriac</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/feeds/2797147067532715786/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html'/><author><name>Debbie @ Three Weddings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11778199494515694006</uri><email>Deb.OPKS@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-4160666418775012197</id><published>2009-09-26T08:20:42.208-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:20:42.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is such a tough one because with mine, especi...</title><content type='html'>This is such a tough one because with mine, especially the older ones, I am kind of looking at the non-specicfic claims as a ticket home. And I guess I might have to say no electronics OR books believe it or not, because my oldest would like nothing better than a day home in bed to read! (a good and a bad thing.) The older two kids, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, this week my middle son was home WITH the tv on, because he was on the toilet 11 times before noon! And by end of day had 100.8 temp. But I did almost send him to school. Until I heard he was going into the bathroom for the 4th time. OH!! Why didn&amp;#39;t you SAY SO! ... I guess he was trying. :{ oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know what you mean that sometimes they just need us. Mom DOES know best.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4160666418775012197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4160666418775012197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253971242208#c4160666418775012197' title=''/><author><name>Karla with a K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-4967076399754327789</id><published>2009-09-22T09:53:19.859-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:53:19.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds oh so familiar!!!  That would describe my o...</title><content type='html'>Sounds oh so familiar!!!  That would describe my oldest daughter exactly!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4967076399754327789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4967076399754327789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253631199859#c4967076399754327789' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17491503506276550427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-1074142962331771470</id><published>2009-09-22T09:52:14.869-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:52:14.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope she is feeling better.  Sam is my hypochondri...</title><content type='html'>Hope she is feeling better.  Sam is my hypochondriac.  Although, truly she is hardly ever sick.  She has not missed one day of school for illness (this year or last).  But there is always something &amp;#39;wrong&amp;#39; with her.  Yesterday her stomach hurt, sometimes it&amp;#39;s her throat, etc..  I just kinda blow it off.  She doesn&amp;#39;t act sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a though call.  I am sure I would have picked her up too!  Not sure I couldn&amp;#39;t have kept the TV away.  What a good mom you are!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/1074142962331771470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/1074142962331771470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253631134869#c1074142962331771470' title=''/><author><name>JennyH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01016390364789296413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10263330957379544573'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2243310249065041644</id><published>2009-09-21T18:56:30.737-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:56:30.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom thought I was a hypochondriac also and alwa...</title><content type='html'>My mom thought I was a hypochondriac also and always threatened me with &amp;quot;if you are sick enough to stay home, maybe I should call the doctor.&amp;quot;  I absolutely hate doctors.  I&amp;#39;ve never used this on my girls because I can remember going to school no matter how bad I felt.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/2243310249065041644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/2243310249065041644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253577390737#c2243310249065041644' title=''/><author><name>rjb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-4952446546001843288</id><published>2009-09-21T14:36:16.576-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:36:16.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's such a lose-lose thing. No matter whether you...</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s such a lose-lose thing. No matter whether you pick her up or not, it&amp;#39;s suck.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4952446546001843288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4952446546001843288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253561776576#c4952446546001843288' title=''/><author><name>Burgh Baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09123901504643963583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-4179354062335605067</id><published>2009-09-21T08:06:01.442-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:06:01.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think you did the right thing. And if she knows ...</title><content type='html'>I think you did the right thing. And if she knows she can&amp;#39;t go home to watch TV or play computer or video games, then she probably wasn&amp;#39;t faking.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4179354062335605067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/4179354062335605067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253538361442#c4179354062335605067' title=''/><author><name>Lis Garrett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07570437173288571934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10830215455390596677'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-6300615429081741881</id><published>2009-09-21T05:51:32.821-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:51:32.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I would have done the same thing. Such as picking ...</title><content type='html'>I would have done the same thing. Such as picking her up from school. Altho., I would have my oldest lay on the couch when that would happen and let her watch TV. 9 times out of 10, she would fall asleep anyway. As far as the lady in the office. I doubt she has any medical degree...so who is she to judge a child when they&amp;#39;re sick?!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/6300615429081741881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/2797147067532715786/comments/default/6300615429081741881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html?showComment=1253530292821#c6300615429081741881' title=''/><author><name>ABandCsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05559379825105852488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04021182680260953793'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.my3weddings.com/2009/09/parenting-hypochondriac.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996194193159757781.post-2797147067532715786' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/996194193159757781/posts/default/2797147067532715786' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>