<?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-2143798781782184255</id><updated>2012-01-29T05:32:19.922-06:00</updated><category term='tooth #10'/><category term='Abby&apos;s 5th month'/><category term='health insurance'/><category term='Dol'/><category term='Abby&apos;s first birthday'/><category term='tailor'/><category term='solids'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='yeast infection'/><category term='alteration'/><category term='tutorial'/><category term='original hem'/><category term='Abby'/><category term='lotrimin'/><category term='home birth'/><category term='crawling'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Tooth #9'/><category term='AF'/><category term='first birthday'/><title type='text'>Gooksu</title><subtitle type='html'>A mother's journey juggling two cultures and two adorable little girls.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2509246404716965303</id><published>2010-06-07T21:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:38:29.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved</title><summary type='text'>http://kimcheeandbacon.wordpress.com/it's prettier there!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2509246404716965303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2509246404716965303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2509246404716965303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2509246404716965303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3124420559559252184</id><published>2010-05-25T00:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:29:12.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next path in life</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking of going back to school to get my master's degree in nursing. I went to college in hopes of becoming a doctor but I found out that 1) i hate studying, 2) I'm not as smart as I thought I was, 3) I really didn't want to go to school any longer. so fast forward to almost 10 years later when I had my first daughter. I really was amazed by my midwife and the whole experience of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3124420559559252184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3124420559559252184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3124420559559252184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3124420559559252184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/next-path-in-life.html' title='Next path in life'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1112756162557104833</id><published>2010-05-20T02:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T02:16:08.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh Why??</title><summary type='text'>Never again will I ever have a business partner!! I've been doing fine by myself so I don't know why in the world I ever decided to start a business with someone else. I posted awhile ago about starting the party planning thing with a friend. Well I've only known her for about 6 months and she's super nice and super creative. and that's where it ends.  I guess the "nice" part is also in question </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1112756162557104833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1112756162557104833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1112756162557104833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1112756162557104833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh Why??'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7767523100705936816</id><published>2010-05-20T01:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:23:39.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crawling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><title type='text'>Kids these days</title><summary type='text'>During our trip to St. Louis, Eleanor did the cutest thing. One morning we were all hanging out in the living room while E was sleeping. When she woke up, she put on a whole new outfit (she was sleeping naked as usual), peed on the potty (I took one from home), and walked out into the living room and wished us all a good morning while holding the potty seat full of pee. Then I took her to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7767523100705936816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7767523100705936816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7767523100705936816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7767523100705936816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/kids-these-days.html' title='Kids these days'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2206018768771733909</id><published>2010-05-11T10:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:09:51.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Road trip with the girls</title><summary type='text'>        We went to St. Louis for the weekend and the girls did way better than expected!! My aunt lives there and owns a Korean restaurant so our lunch and dinners were free!! My friend Karen lives there whom I met from a moms group that I had joined when I was pregnant with Eleanor. I had met Karen in person before but it was the first time meeting the rest of the moms. I had a great time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2206018768771733909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2206018768771733909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2206018768771733909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2206018768771733909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-road-trip-with-girls.html' title='First Road trip with the girls'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S_TRPL-IdeI/AAAAAAAABbc/c41-FJsiMxQ/s72-c/IMG_1547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4975085678287714082</id><published>2010-05-02T01:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:13:15.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleanor is 34 months old!!</title><summary type='text'>This picture is 2 weeks old but its captures her personality to a T!  Love her but she's a handful. I just hope she'll grow up to be as strong minded and independent as she is now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4975085678287714082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4975085678287714082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4975085678287714082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4975085678287714082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/eleanor-is-34-months-old.html' title='Eleanor is 34 months old!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S90ZvWKf8ZI/AAAAAAAABXg/e23v5iHqk4I/s72-c/IMG_1423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4455939175668780227</id><published>2010-05-02T01:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:15:11.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move!</title><summary type='text'>  It's happening, my baby is mobile!! she's been rolling around for a couple of weeks and scooting around but the day she turned 8 months old on the 21st of April, she has been trying to crawl. it's funny cuz she sat up the on her 7 month birthday. She been getting what she wants but now it'll be easier when she crawls. This makes me so sad cuz it means she's all grown up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4455939175668780227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4455939175668780227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4455939175668780227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4455939175668780227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-move.html' title='On the move!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S90YM3V0JUI/AAAAAAAABXY/siT-KqY3iNg/s72-c/IMG_1524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-208908838739912434</id><published>2010-05-02T00:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:25:09.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Times</title><summary type='text'> it's amazing how they love each other.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/208908838739912434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=208908838739912434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/208908838739912434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/208908838739912434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-times_02.html' title='Happy Times'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S90Ms_Ah6wI/AAAAAAAABXI/ZuiR1tvSQm4/s72-c/IMG_1521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-743052478143127033</id><published>2010-04-19T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:51:05.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Venture</title><summary type='text'>Traditional Korean first birthdays are celebrated to the nines! I mean wedding style!! It's insane how much thought and money goes into celebrating the first year of ones life. There are party planners all over California and the east coast as well but I think only one in Chicago. So guess what?  Yup, yours truly and a great new friend who is as equally creative and crazy as I am have started a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/743052478143127033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=743052478143127033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/743052478143127033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/743052478143127033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-venture.html' title='New Venture'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6919332623814830486</id><published>2010-04-11T23:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:36:44.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CSA</title><summary type='text'>Knowing that organic food is an option, it's really hard for me to buy regular when I have an option.  Yes cost is an option for me but somethings override my need to be cheap, my babies for one thing.  Now that Abby has strted eating solids, I've been trying to buy her some different veggies to make but it's really hard for me to go grocery shopping.  I usually get my staples at costco and send </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6919332623814830486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6919332623814830486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6919332623814830486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6919332623814830486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/04/csa.html' title='CSA'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1193887373923674779</id><published>2010-04-10T13:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:42:52.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><summary type='text'>I was trying to remember Abby's weights and looked on her calendar but I never recorded anything beyond her birth weight.  With E, I wrote down everything, everything!!! But I just don't have the same kind of time that I did when I had only one baby.  So from now I'll try to be better about blogging so at least it'll be recorded and I won't lose any information. Poor second child!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1193887373923674779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1193887373923674779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1193887373923674779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1193887373923674779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/04/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2500686078167960855</id><published>2010-04-06T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:52:04.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E's turn!</title><summary type='text'>E is now over 33 months old!!! She is as sassy and assertive as ever. I took her to the beach a couple of days ago and she stayed by me all of 20 minutes it that. She is on the go, go, go!! I'm planning her 3rd birthday party for the end of June. Can't believe it!!    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2500686078167960855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2500686078167960855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2500686078167960855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2500686078167960855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/04/es-turn.html' title='E&apos;s turn!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S7wPbckgNQI/AAAAAAAABVc/f7F1Lug1vbw/s72-c/IMG_0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-139435421354810931</id><published>2010-04-02T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:12:38.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Month Later</title><summary type='text'>A is 7 month old now. time is flying, too fast!!    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/139435421354810931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=139435421354810931' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/139435421354810931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/139435421354810931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/04/7-month-later.html' title='7 Month Later'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S7ayHkxftuI/AAAAAAAABT0/etoPhe4H4lU/s72-c/IMG_0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7519866189786071900</id><published>2010-03-03T23:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:28:31.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When did I become the mom?</title><summary type='text'>My mom has been having financial problems for awhile and although she has done really well for herself over the years, she's always made poor long term decisions when it comes to money and it has finally caught up with her and she is losing her house as we speak. I've done everything I can including giving her my business at a significant loss to us but she still hasn't changed her ways. I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7519866189786071900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7519866189786071900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7519866189786071900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7519866189786071900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-did-i-become-mom.html' title='When did I become the mom?'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7075853218503038963</id><published>2010-02-27T13:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:03:02.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Baby</title><summary type='text'>Abby turned 6 months last Sunday and started rolling over two weeks ago AND her two bottom teeth poked through yesterday.  Time is FLYING by and its sad and excited all at once.  She is such a super awesome baby. E is awesome too but in a roller coaster ride kinda way. Abby is more a weekend spa retreat awesome!  She is so calm and kind and happy.  Sheer joy!  She's teething way later than E did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7075853218503038963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7075853218503038963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7075853218503038963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7075853218503038963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-baby.html' title='Growing Baby'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S4l4wuj3QsI/AAAAAAAABRs/u1uDL9RiQxs/s72-c/6mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3193992961037806195</id><published>2010-02-23T22:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:22:55.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected</title><summary type='text'>My neighbor had a brain aneurysm today and it's just really scary to think that he might suffer from permanent damage if he doesn't pass away from it. He has one 14 year old daughter and his wife who counts on him for pretty much everything. I pray to God that he is ok. Life is too short. Months pass by as fast as minutes and we all really need to slow down and appreciate everything we have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3193992961037806195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3193992961037806195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3193992961037806195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3193992961037806195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4676550026031686671</id><published>2010-02-20T00:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:26:34.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things, so little time</title><summary type='text'>I really piled on my work load.  1, A-man wants to open a commercial shirt washing plant and the space that he likes is owned by Koreans. That's where I come in. To do my little negotiating. But it's a warehouse space and I really don't know the logistics of opening a business in a warehouse space since it'll have to be divided and such. Plus we are already disagreeing on how to operate this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4676550026031686671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4676550026031686671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4676550026031686671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4676550026031686671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-many-things-so-little-time.html' title='So many things, so little time'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1481126027570461279</id><published>2010-02-17T01:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:03:44.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheels are turning</title><summary type='text'>I have another business idea!! But this time, i'm not telling no body!  Lesson learned the hard way. But it's not a restaurant and I'm super excited about it. I am really going against what I know but I think it'll work. I just need to raise some money now!! Any help or advice on getting grants of investors would be highly appreciated!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1481126027570461279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1481126027570461279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1481126027570461279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1481126027570461279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheels-are-turning.html' title='Wheels are turning'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-421907893266238783</id><published>2010-02-14T22:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:57:56.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Away!!!</title><summary type='text'>Part of the problem of writing a public blog is having unwanted people read it. I wonder if all bloggers face this problem. Makes me want to go under again which I really don't want to. But then maybe I should stop sharing pictures here, again, don't want to do that either. What a conundrum!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/421907893266238783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=421907893266238783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/421907893266238783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/421907893266238783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-away.html' title='Go Away!!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7227495270263920468</id><published>2010-02-06T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:32:38.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><summary type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8K9s7_k3TM</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7227495270263920468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7227495270263920468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7227495270263920468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7227495270263920468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3660748957581607647</id><published>2010-02-06T19:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:54:07.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Dreams</title><summary type='text'>So couple of months ago I posted my dream of wanting to open a restaurant and I've had this dream for about 5 years or more.  But when the girls came, I decided if I would ever do it, I would do it when they were in school full time. I have a good family friend of 20 years (my sister's best friend) who owns a very successful restaurant in Chicago. Then about 3 years ago, she opened up a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3660748957581607647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3660748957581607647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3660748957581607647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3660748957581607647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/02/wasted-dreams.html' title='Wasted Dreams'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2035969836549766180</id><published>2010-01-31T23:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:59:59.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eek a mouse</title><summary type='text'>I've lived Chicago for 26 years now and I have never had a mouse in my house.. until now. and I HATE IT!! oh wait, I just remembered, I had found a dead mouse in my closet in high school but I guess I repressed it since I never really saw it live. So about a month ago, we heard a mouse so we went out and got a no kill trap. I didn't like the idea of killing it. So we caught it and let it out in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2035969836549766180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2035969836549766180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2035969836549766180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2035969836549766180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/eek-mouse.html' title='eek a mouse'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-611944530846824155</id><published>2010-01-25T00:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:10:54.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's 5 month check up</title><summary type='text'>I saw the doctor friday and he was so impressed to see such a happy, healthy baby. I come from a very critical family that doesn't believe in my parenting style so it's really nice to hear from someone that I'm doing a good job. Our pediatrician happened to be A-man's ped, just by chance. I heard great things about him and switched when Eleanor was about a year old and it was the best decision </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/611944530846824155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=611944530846824155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/611944530846824155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/611944530846824155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_25.html' title='Abby&apos;s 5 month check up'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7692934481190046452</id><published>2010-01-21T23:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:47:18.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My love for Elimination Communication!!</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor recently stopped wearing diapers at night when she sleeps and we've had a couple of accidents but mostly she's either slept through the night or we'll take her to the bathroom and she falls asleep again. She also stopped wearing clothes at night but that's a whole another story.I am so happy that I started ECing my girls. Eleanor pretty much stopped pooping in her diaper at 9 months old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7692934481190046452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7692934481190046452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7692934481190046452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7692934481190046452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-love-for-elimination-communication.html' title='My love for Elimination Communication!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5251434139158459590</id><published>2010-01-21T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:20:02.254-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby&apos;s 5th month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby&apos;s first birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dol'/><title type='text'>Happy 5 month Abigator!!</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe my little one is already 5 months old today:(.  This is my all time favorite time for a baby and she just started blowing raspberries today. We're ECing just over a month now and she is doing amazingly.  Much faster than Eleanor did and I can't even remember the last time she had a poopy diaper. I think she had a poopy diaper 4 times since we started ECing 5 weeks ago.  She's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5251434139158459590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5251434139158459590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5251434139158459590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5251434139158459590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-5-month-abigator.html' title='Happy 5 month Abigator!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3286236883818861494</id><published>2010-01-16T00:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:06:18.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Management</title><summary type='text'>I sure know how to waste a lot of time. Time I do not have. I need to learn to use my hour or two at nights after the house goes to sleep more productively. But for some reason the time I spend on the computer seems to go the fastest. I've been working on my hydroxide shop on etsy. I haven't done much with it for about a year, maybe more, but I really want to get it going and start being more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3286236883818861494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3286236883818861494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3286236883818861494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3286236883818861494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-management.html' title='Time Management'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6427596829137141546</id><published>2010-01-13T12:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:04:58.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasoning with a 30 month old?</title><summary type='text'>It can be done and done well!!Eleanor is completely weaned from bottles in just 12 hours of explaining to her and she didnt even ask for it last night and shes sleeping through the night!!!! YIPPEEEE FUCKIN-YAY</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6427596829137141546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6427596829137141546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6427596829137141546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6427596829137141546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/reasoning-with-30-month-old.html' title='Reasoning with a 30 month old?'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1706189572836488053</id><published>2010-01-11T22:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:12:59.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An end of an era</title><summary type='text'>I spoiled Eleanor by going to sleep next to her until she fell asleep and letting her drink from a bottle when she's falling asleep, nap and at night time. I just couldn't cut her cold turkey from breastfeeding and at that point giving her a bottle was the best option. So at two and a half years old, she was still drinking from a bottle at night but if she didn't fall asleep after finishing one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1706189572836488053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1706189572836488053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1706189572836488053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1706189572836488053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-era.html' title='An end of an era'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4919825174337736670</id><published>2010-01-08T22:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:44:38.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish board</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I admit I saw this idea on Oprah, I don't know why it's such a taboo professing my love for that show, not the woman, the show. It seems like no one I talk to ever like her but yet, she's the richest woman on earth?  Anyways, I am also that person that would never really come out and say it but secretly, I can't wait to see her shows.  So I got this idea from one of her shows about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4919825174337736670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4919825174337736670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4919825174337736670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4919825174337736670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/wish-board.html' title='Wish board'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S0gHGtBRC8I/AAAAAAAABQY/S-wYyQ1JtdE/s72-c/026_41029_81029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4779930774740730729</id><published>2010-01-05T23:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:18:57.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with me?</title><summary type='text'>I feel a little nuts these days. With the whole pregnancy scare and feeling nauseous to nearly losing my voice on new years weekend and gaining weight, I am not myself. I know I'm not the healthiest of eaters and I eat a LOT!! But I don't think I eat more than I'm used to eating. I hate looking in the mirror and just can't even look people in the face cuz I don't want them to think, "oh wow, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4779930774740730729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4779930774740730729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4779930774740730729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4779930774740730729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What is wrong with me?'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1517460676275757457</id><published>2010-01-04T00:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:40:01.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and a half</title><summary type='text'>That's how old Eleanor is now. She is growing like a weed and as much as I hate to admit it, she is learning so much from the television. She's counting to 10 and singing the alphabet song (albeit, not in order) and just talking up a storm. You can tell that everything I've ever said to her is finally registering and she's able to verbalize it. Like for instance, today she started saying, "no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1517460676275757457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1517460676275757457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1517460676275757457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1517460676275757457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-and-half.html' title='Two and a half'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/S0GKubqTKbI/AAAAAAAABP4/DhjD-niO7U4/s72-c/IMG_0705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4555155349523166543</id><published>2010-01-02T08:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:32:48.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!!</title><summary type='text'>       </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4555155349523166543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4555155349523166543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4555155349523166543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4555155349523166543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/Sz9S765MwFI/AAAAAAAABOw/1E5ERRLZUys/s72-c/IMG_0788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-9130609239202820228</id><published>2010-01-01T23:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:00:35.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what I miss?</title><summary type='text'>Time to read blogs. I don't have that anymore. I miss my blogs. I felt a closeness to some of them and even developed friendships but with two babies it's just hard to find the time.  I wish I could write as much as I could, I wish I could post monthly pictures of my girls, I wish I could read, exercise, make something, clean house AND still get a decent night sleep. But now, if I can do any one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/9130609239202820228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=9130609239202820228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9130609239202820228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9130609239202820228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-know-what-i-miss.html' title='Do you know what I miss?'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-9191962128213188248</id><published>2009-12-27T00:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:03:59.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Corner</title><summary type='text'>I've been meaning to make this cover for Abby and I finally did it 4 months later. I hope she stays put in her car seat until winter ends so I can get a good use out of this cover. She's already so big so I'm not sure if she'll make it without having to get a bigger car seat.  I am so in LOVE with this new cover.  It has three vents, one in front, one on top for the handle and one on the back.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/9191962128213188248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=9191962128213188248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9191962128213188248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9191962128213188248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/crafty-corner.html' title='Crafty Corner'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SzcFSd0ASmI/AAAAAAAABOI/iLQ2eVGs2UA/s72-c/photo(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7167583765960640073</id><published>2009-12-25T11:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:37:29.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS and it's a negative</title><summary type='text'>I tested again yesterday and it's a negative!! Yay, we were totally flipping out.  But now I know that we are ok with having another one so maybe I'll squeeze one more in before he gets the snip snip..on that note,  have a blessed Merry Christmas!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7167583765960640073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7167583765960640073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7167583765960640073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7167583765960640073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-its-negative.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS and it&apos;s a negative'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3444017560920074298</id><published>2009-12-18T23:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:13:18.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><summary type='text'>So, Abigail is 4 months old on Monday.  I am 4 months post partum. I feel nauseous.Let's put that all together. I am nauseous, I can't stand the smell of korean food or any kind of food, I have a head ache and my body hurts.I think I'm pregnant.how much does that suck?  A-man was supposed to get his little pee wee snipped since I was pregnant with Abby but like everything else, he takes his sweet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3444017560920074298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3444017560920074298' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3444017560920074298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3444017560920074298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-651928521880222694</id><published>2009-12-14T02:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T03:05:26.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy</title><summary type='text'>I am finally setting up my studio in our basement. We decided we couldn't afford to finish it and instead of leaving it empty and using it just for storage, I decided to make it nice and cozy. I've been losing myself in this parenting business, not having any where or anyone to turn to and now having a space to call my own has really turned a corner for me. I still don't have that much time and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/651928521880222694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=651928521880222694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/651928521880222694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/651928521880222694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/giddy.html' title='Giddy'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SyX_ljoJ5-I/AAAAAAAABMs/5PmH4iLx0Ps/s72-c/IMG_0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8842262256484790125</id><published>2009-12-06T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:40:50.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><summary type='text'>I'm finally starting to get some motivation and inspiration. I went to a craft show today and saw so many things but I ususally just look at the sellers/artists to study them. To see the faces behind creativity and motivation. I have a vision of how artists should look and I feel like I don't look like it but no one really looks like it. I am starting to get myself back and am inspired to start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8842262256484790125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8842262256484790125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8842262256484790125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8842262256484790125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8334548204287489816</id><published>2009-12-05T23:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:41:47.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to open a restaurant</title><summary type='text'>and I don't know a single thing about it.  I love my concept and I think it'll do well if done right.  Plus I have no money, how that for some balls?? But somehow I'll make it happen.  Ideally, I'd like to wait until both the girls are in school full time but that's not until 5 years from now.  I think it'll take me a year or so to get all the details worked out but there's a space I like NOW </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8334548204287489816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8334548204287489816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8334548204287489816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8334548204287489816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-open-restaurant.html' title='I want to open a restaurant'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4682478701934765299</id><published>2009-12-02T23:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:02:16.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleanor is 29 months</title><summary type='text'>I've been majorly slacking on the photo department. Taking and posting. Not so concerned about the not posting part as much as the actual taking part. I think with eleanor, I had a picture a day at least of her first year but definitely on every month of her birthday but with Abby, I'll be lucky if I remember to take a picture within the week of her birth month. No wonder my sister (the middle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4682478701934765299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4682478701934765299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4682478701934765299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4682478701934765299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/eleanor-is-29-months.html' title='Eleanor is 29 months'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SxdTjstXT1I/AAAAAAAABLc/9zCokh9_AFw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7460757088148901456</id><published>2009-12-02T23:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:29:24.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting myself go</title><summary type='text'>It's been more than three months since giving birth to Abigail and I told myself that I would get back into shape faster than I did with Eleanor. Well I guess I never really got into shape after eleanor but I did lose the pregnancy weight pretty quickly. This time it's much harder, much, much harder.  Not because I don't have time to exercise but because I can't stop eating. I don't know what it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7460757088148901456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7460757088148901456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7460757088148901456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7460757088148901456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/letting-myself-go.html' title='Letting myself go'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2170246941364757825</id><published>2009-12-01T00:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:31:18.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Photo Session</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to get a good picture for a christmas card but it didn't turn out as I envisioned but they sure are cute!    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2170246941364757825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2170246941364757825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2170246941364757825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2170246941364757825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-photo-session.html' title='Holiday Photo Session'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SxS29cG2UlI/AAAAAAAABKM/t7ZZsTYe1_o/s72-c/IMG_0558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3515256432060067429</id><published>2009-11-30T08:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:16:58.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail 100th Day</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I can't believe how fast my babies are growing. Yesterday was Abby's Baek-il and I decided only to have our immediate family over (read: my whole family and just A-man's parents :).  Even having family it was still a crazy day.  I ordered the rice cakes and apparently didn't specify that I wanted the traditional cake with the baek il spelled out so they had cut the cake into blocks when my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3515256432060067429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3515256432060067429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3515256432060067429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3515256432060067429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/11/abigail-100th-day.html' title='Abigail 100th Day'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SxPTC8fIARI/AAAAAAAABIg/jOPGSOuduhs/s72-c/IMG_0615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7513502545003928218</id><published>2009-10-31T08:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:48:10.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprited Toddler</title><summary type='text'>I am getting more and more impatient with my toddler and usually end up crying and or feeling like shit for responding poorly to her. I was a firm believer in child-led development and up until she was able to walk, I was very patient with her and let her explore her new world for herself with very few interventions. Even from the moment she was able to gesture, she has been an extremely friendly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7513502545003928218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7513502545003928218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7513502545003928218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7513502545003928218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/sprited-toddler.html' title='Sprited Toddler'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7527753295995178092</id><published>2009-10-20T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:35:51.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's favorite</title><summary type='text'>when my nephews were babies, 8-9 years ago, I used to think how cute it was for them to have a favorite body part to grab hold of when falling asleep. For my oldest nephew, he used to grab my sister's hair and just rub it until he fell asleep. My younger nephew used to rub my sister's fingernails.  Occasionally when I put them to sleep, they would do the same to me and it just made me smile. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7527753295995178092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7527753295995178092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7527753295995178092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7527753295995178092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/babys-favorite.html' title='Baby&apos;s favorite'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8405665586491572268</id><published>2009-10-18T01:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:50:28.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother of the year-NOT!!</title><summary type='text'>I had a really scary experience today. I was swimming at my sister's pool and decided to have a race with my nephews and sat eleanor on the steps inside the pool and took off. when we all reached the other side of the pool, I looked back and eleanor was in the water!!! I'm not a swimmer so I couldn't swim fast enough but finally got to her. I want to cry just thinking about it now. It was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8405665586491572268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8405665586491572268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8405665586491572268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8405665586491572268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/mother-of-year-not.html' title='Mother of the year-NOT!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3707474402173357299</id><published>2009-10-11T06:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T06:18:31.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh sleep, I miss you so</title><summary type='text'>I should be sleeping now but it's hard to find uninterupted moments and I'm sure other mothers will testify, this is the time to get it. In the middle of the night. Elle will probably get up in 2 hours if I'm lucky so I should get to sleep but it's just been so nice having a real computer and to see things on a wide screen (as opposed to the iphone). Plus I've been able to catch up on some of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3707474402173357299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3707474402173357299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3707474402173357299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3707474402173357299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-sleep-i-miss-you-so.html' title='Oh sleep, I miss you so'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1136328594114083737</id><published>2009-10-10T21:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:30:29.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's birth story</title><summary type='text'>For weeks leading up to the birth, I thought I was going to have a boy and at or before 37 weeks. I was so sure that we were going to have a boy that we didn't even have a girls' name picked out. I had Eleanor at 37 weeks and 3 days and heard repeated stories of how quick and early the second pregnancies were. So since being overweight and pregnant during the dead of summer wasn't much fun, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1136328594114083737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1136328594114083737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1136328594114083737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1136328594114083737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/abbys-birth-story.html' title='Abby&apos;s birth story'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8581471695145087151</id><published>2009-10-10T21:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:32:34.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><summary type='text'>really!! am  back. I'm in Arizona right now visiting my sister who is away on her own family vacation until Tuesday, don't ask. So why did I come here? Well, I've been living without a complete bathroom for the last few months and I decided that it needed to get done NOW and the only way that was going to happen was if we were out of the house. My mom's house is on the market AND I don't really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8581471695145087151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8581471695145087151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8581471695145087151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8581471695145087151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-972159340564747134</id><published>2009-08-26T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:44:12.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PPD</title><summary type='text'>I think I might be suffering from post partum depression. I've been crying more than ever and cried twice where I couldn't control myself. It's hard to explain but my sister has panic attacks and I always thought she was over doing it with the uncontrolable cries but that's what I've been having where I can't catch my breath or calm myself from crying. My husband has been bringing up things that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/972159340564747134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=972159340564747134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/972159340564747134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/972159340564747134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/08/ppd.html' title='PPD'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6709757837269121594</id><published>2009-08-25T18:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:27:57.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so frustrated</title><summary type='text'>I've complained endlessly about my MIL but never of my own mom and so this post is dedicated strictly to my umma. My mom is the typical traditional Korean mother. She's all about materialism and looks and what other people think of her. We don't agree on anything but I am the most close to her of my siblings because even being the yongest I completely understand where she came from and I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6709757837269121594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6709757837269121594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6709757837269121594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6709757837269121594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-frustrated.html' title='so frustrated'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4174342929767945087</id><published>2009-08-24T11:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:16:43.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter</title><summary type='text'>It's been a tough summer. Being pregnant while having a two year old was the hardest thing. These last few weeks were not easy physically and emotionally and the added stress of not having a finished bathroom was the icing on a crappy cake. But that's all over now. Our second daughter was born this weekend on august 21 at 10:05pm. She weighed 7 pounds 7 ounces and was 19.7 inches tall. We were so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4174342929767945087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4174342929767945087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4174342929767945087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4174342929767945087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-chapter.html' title='New chapter'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5752561980357027634</id><published>2009-05-29T02:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:01:51.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia at it's worst</title><summary type='text'>I don't remember being awake this long during my first pregnancy but I keep waking all the time during the night mainly because of Eleanor but I ususally go back to sleep without much trouble. But occasionally, like every other night or so, it seems like I just can't fall asleep. The other night I was up for almost 4 hours only to sleep for about 45 minutes. Since staying at my mom's I haven't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5752561980357027634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5752561980357027634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5752561980357027634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5752561980357027634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/05/insomnia-at-its-worst.html' title='Insomnia at it&apos;s worst'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6146759120172606854</id><published>2009-05-26T20:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:15:42.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaahh a real computer</title><summary type='text'>The reason I haven't posted in over a month is because I canceled my Internet service at home to save month in these hard times so even though I have Internet access on my phone, it's a pain in the ass to write on it and forget about posting pictures. I do miss writing about the daily grind and how fast my baby is growing and for that matter, how fast I'm growing but for now I'll just have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6146759120172606854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6146759120172606854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6146759120172606854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6146759120172606854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/05/aaahh-real-computer.html' title='Aaahh a real computer'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5813000857943944521</id><published>2009-04-16T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:07:50.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitch</title><summary type='text'>I went in for my 20 week ultrasound to see baby Twitch and "he" wouldn't stop moving. He measured prefectly healthy and everything looked great but we didn't get any good pictures because he was faced down for most of it. I have great profile pictures of Eleanor and was hoping for that again but each baby and the US technician is different so I guess I should just be content knowing that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5813000857943944521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5813000857943944521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5813000857943944521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5813000857943944521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/04/twitch.html' title='Twitch'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1384910301942088271</id><published>2009-04-08T07:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:52:39.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank the Lord!!</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm done puking. I woke up feeling kinda normal today. it's been almost 5 days without puking (knock on wood) and I'm thinking it's over. that would be soooo wonderful, although I'm not sleeping much and waking up in the middle of the night and exhausted all day. but at least i'm not exhausted AND puking, that was bad, really bad. So, yesterday i met with a realtor for my mom to try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1384910301942088271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1384910301942088271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1384910301942088271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1384910301942088271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-lord.html' title='Thank the Lord!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-647925647757916972</id><published>2009-04-06T07:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:48:56.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><summary type='text'>i started work today. I'm feeling much better but still not 100% but this is a heck of a lot better than puking after every meal so I'll take it. I haven't been doing much because of my morning sickness and I even forgot to take pictures on the first of this month for Eleanor like I do every month. Something about April that puts me all out of whack. The last two Aprils, I missed taking pictures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/647925647757916972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=647925647757916972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/647925647757916972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/647925647757916972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7641649453366962086</id><published>2009-03-13T17:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:53:14.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's so hard for me to post because I don't have internet at home. i'm at my mom's right now and I can't believe how much I miss having real internet connection and being able to type on  a real keyboard.  The other thing I miss is that since my computer isn't connected, I can't post up pictures. I went to my cousin's wedding last weekend and Eleanor was so much fun. She danced forever and even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7641649453366962086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7641649453366962086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7641649453366962086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7641649453366962086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-so-hard-for-me-to-post-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3739146019735161072</id><published>2009-03-03T11:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:43:56.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>elle turned 20months old two days ago and I do have pictures but I can't do it via the phone so I'll post more with pictures when I can. Plus my cousin's wedding is on Sunday so I'll definitely have a ton of pictures to upload.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3739146019735161072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3739146019735161072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3739146019735161072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3739146019735161072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/03/elle-turned-20months-old-two-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5578689988511292328</id><published>2009-02-26T14:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:44:22.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just wanted to check in and tell you all that I'm still around, barely but hanging in there. I got a new cell phone with Internet but it cost a lot more than before so I had to cancel Internet at home which means that I am entering this from my phone which isn't easy to do nor fun. But as soon as I feel better we'll try to figure out how to steal wifi and hopefully be able to be online. Anyways, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5578689988511292328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5578689988511292328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5578689988511292328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5578689988511292328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-wanted-to-check-in-and-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6524635456770845389</id><published>2009-02-18T12:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:29:09.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're back!! it was the worst trip ever. when I got there it was late at night so Eleanor was asleep in the car and transferred over to the bed well and didn't wake up until about midnight. When she did wake up she looked at me and you could tell it didn't register for a minute but as soon as it did, she started screaming for the boob. Since it was a one bedroom hotel and his parents were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6524635456770845389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6524635456770845389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6524635456770845389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6524635456770845389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-back-it-was-worst-trip-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7963338404221108520</id><published>2009-02-14T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:37:38.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Fishing</title><summary type='text'>I've decided to go join my family in Florida. I'm still puking and nauseous but I miss my baby and baby's daddy like crazy so I'm just going to toughen up and go. Plus I woke up to a snowy Chicago so I'm getting the heck out of here. I'll be back on tuesday with stories (most likely complaints about the MIL) and pictures. Happy Valentine's day everyone and have a great weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7963338404221108520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7963338404221108520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7963338404221108520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7963338404221108520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/gone-fishing.html' title='Gone Fishing'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7368804856225916656</id><published>2009-02-11T17:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:48:09.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Night</title><summary type='text'>Alex and Elle left for Florida last night. I just sat in the car as they walked into the airport and checked in. I could see them checking in on the automated kiosk and the whole time, Elle was just staring at me. I don't know if she saw me since it was bright inside and dark outside but she just stared at my direction for awhile. When I said bye at the car, she just looked at me with a "where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7368804856225916656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7368804856225916656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7368804856225916656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7368804856225916656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/rough-night.html' title='Rough Night'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4886259279126839274</id><published>2009-02-06T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:46:49.727-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cried last night while putting Eleanor to bed because it might be the one of the last times I get to nurse her and as much as I am ready to stop it, it breaks my heart to think that she's growing up so fast. But then she bit me and I stopped crying.They are leaving on Tuesday for Florida. I'm still not feeling 100% so I feel like I can use the break but I know I'm going to go nuts the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4886259279126839274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4886259279126839274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4886259279126839274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4886259279126839274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cried-last-night-while-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2604831150628507529</id><published>2009-02-05T14:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:10:35.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private</title><summary type='text'>I decided to go private with my blog. Call is paranoia or pregnancy hormones but as Eleanor grows, I feel kinda weird about sharing her stories and pictures with the world not knowing who is actually seeing it.  Many people comment but there are a LOT of people that do not and I don't know who you are. I hope that everyone that reads this blog are other moms who can relate and understand but you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2604831150628507529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2604831150628507529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2604831150628507529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2604831150628507529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-private.html' title='Going Private'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7751340845409184028</id><published>2009-02-01T19:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:38:00.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another month gone so fast</title><summary type='text'>Even though I was miserably sick for most of January and laying in bed hoping that it would end, I didn't realize that it would end so soon. Lame, I know. Now I'm hoping that February or my morning sickness ends just as fast, hopefully my morning sickness will end sooner. Like hopefully by February 14th when I'm scheduled to go the Florida. Anyways, today is February 1st and that means that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7751340845409184028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7751340845409184028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7751340845409184028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7751340845409184028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-month-gone-so-fast.html' title='Another month gone so fast'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SYZOCNrvpPI/AAAAAAAABFY/W2rVsl1keMA/s72-c/IMG_9613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8379396227126455627</id><published>2009-01-29T17:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:34:59.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out</title><summary type='text'>I've been hiding a secret, not because I wanted to but because it's the thing to do but I just can't do it anymore. I've been dying to share it with everyone and I've pretty much told all my friends so I don't need to hide it any longer. Plus, it'll explain my absence from this blog.REady?I'm pregnant!!!!!Yeah, I found out on Christmas day and have been really excited about it until about a month</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8379396227126455627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8379396227126455627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8379396227126455627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8379396227126455627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-out.html' title='Coming out'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7458495412159081459</id><published>2009-01-28T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:05:34.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First time away</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor is out with my mom. It's the first time she's been driven by anyone else besides A-man or I. But she did great. If we had been driving, she would have fallen fast asleep but since my mom and aunt drove, she just partied. My mom called when they got to her house to report that she's doing fine, which I knew she would. I didn't even hug or say goodbye to her. She was happy to go and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7458495412159081459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7458495412159081459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7458495412159081459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7458495412159081459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-time-away.html' title='First time away'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5794094809396440688</id><published>2009-01-08T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:59:35.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing shop</title><summary type='text'>Due to the new laws that will probably pass but either way will effect people like myself, I decided to close up shop and mark down all my baby items.  Please forward the website to all your mommy friends and help me sell my beloved, items. But it's good for the buyers because they can get high quality (nothing I wouldn't use with my own baby) items for almost half what I used to sell them for. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5794094809396440688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5794094809396440688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5794094809396440688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5794094809396440688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/closing-shop.html' title='Closing shop'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1725299066294914000</id><published>2009-01-08T08:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:37:40.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous</title><summary type='text'>http://kidsproducts.suite101.com/article.cfm/new_law_effecting_sale_of_childrens_productsThis new law will be the end of millions of small children stores and especially little WAHMs like myself that want to make handmade goodies for babies and children.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1725299066294914000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1725299066294914000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1725299066294914000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1725299066294914000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/ridiculous.html' title='Ridiculous'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-4672249127695160895</id><published>2009-01-06T09:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:41:39.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinch me, I must be dreaming</title><summary type='text'>It's been a whole week and Eleanor is sleeping better and longer every night. Last night she went to sleep around 7:45pm and woke up at 6:30 AM. That's the LONGEST she's ever slept ever!! I'm beyond thrilled that she's finally sleeping through the night and now I can finally sleep too because the first few nights I kept waking up wondering if she was ok since I'm so used to her getting up during </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/4672249127695160895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=4672249127695160895' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4672249127695160895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/4672249127695160895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/pinch-me-i-must-be-dreaming.html' title='Pinch me, I must be dreaming'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7053830686396681081</id><published>2009-01-01T20:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:55:05.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><summary type='text'>and a big Happy one and a half year to my baby!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7053830686396681081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7053830686396681081' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7053830686396681081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7053830686396681081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SV2Bypo9VtI/AAAAAAAABD0/hfXzr-03Vho/s72-c/IMG_9508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-509837700193427195</id><published>2008-12-31T09:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:41:47.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 for 2</title><summary type='text'>Ella slept through the night again last night!! I'm in hog heaven.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/509837700193427195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=509837700193427195' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/509837700193427195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/509837700193427195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-for-2.html' title='2 for 2'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2163400920254259629</id><published>2008-12-30T19:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:54:21.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just awesomeness!</title><summary type='text'>Ella slept through the night yesterday. I know I've been bad about updating on her sleep routine. It's because it pretty much went out the window. A-man is still tending to her at nights but we had a few bad nights of teething and roseola during the last month so her routine was screwed by me having to take care of her or co-sleep during the really bad nights.  She's still doing really well with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2163400920254259629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2163400920254259629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2163400920254259629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2163400920254259629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-awesomeness.html' title='Just awesomeness!'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7738351073150276549</id><published>2008-12-29T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:45:36.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Friend</title><summary type='text'>It breaks my heart when I think about you now. We used to have so much in common and so much fun when we got together. Now I cringe at the thought of speaking to you because I know it will be full of judgment and criticism. The other night when we spoke, I was whispering because I didn't want to wake up Eleanor. She was in the other room and I had just put her in bed a few minutes before you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7738351073150276549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7738351073150276549' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7738351073150276549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7738351073150276549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-friend.html' title='Dear Friend'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1273506306734301477</id><published>2008-12-26T11:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:42:33.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Korean blogging friends</title><summary type='text'>Figure this one out!Nah Aggie Gah-Juht-Tah! Neh-yun goo-wul-thal eh nal-kuh-yah!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1273506306734301477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1273506306734301477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1273506306734301477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1273506306734301477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-korean-blogging-friends.html' title='To my Korean blogging friends'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3219026865282112860</id><published>2008-12-26T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:44:19.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><summary type='text'>This is our pathetic and lonely Christmas tree. Yes there are only 2 ornaments. Hanging out together on Christmas morning.Sporting her new present.Opening up a toy (don't tell her uncle she already has the same one)Playing with grandma's Christmas tree</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3219026865282112860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3219026865282112860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3219026865282112860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3219026865282112860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SVUD8b4hFDI/AAAAAAAABDs/v4dnPxIHjGU/s72-c/IMG_9418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8195141051241819106</id><published>2008-12-23T18:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:59:36.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with baby</title><summary type='text'>




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d50fae29547ec1a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8195141051241819106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8195141051241819106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8195141051241819106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8195141051241819106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/hanging-out-with-baby.html' title='Hanging out with baby'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-7045972719567073530</id><published>2008-12-23T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:37:40.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Winter</title><summary type='text'>I live in Chicago and it's a blizzard around here. It's been snowing pretty much for a week now but at least it's pretty "warm" today. So instead of being cooped up in the house, we finally went out. We all took the day off and after clearing out the driveway, we went over to the park which is only about 5 houses away and went sledding. Elle LOVED it! If A-man and I weren't such lazy bums with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/7045972719567073530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=7045972719567073530' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7045972719567073530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/7045972719567073530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-winter.html' title='Happy Winter'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SVGEMvGWVqI/AAAAAAAABB4/fOT5n5s9Xt4/s72-c/PC230114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-351206308539705018</id><published>2008-12-22T21:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:12:08.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor has had a runny nose for the past couple of weeks after hanging out with my friend's children. She acted as usual so I wasn't too concerned except that it wasn't going away.  But today when she woke up she was all snot. Every time sneezed, which was often, snot would shoot out, once to her chest. That was record breaking! The other difference was that she was inconsolable today. She was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/351206308539705018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=351206308539705018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/351206308539705018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/351206308539705018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8224088695840094858</id><published>2008-12-21T00:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:10:47.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch time</title><summary type='text'>Talk about last minute. I decided yesterday to throw a Christmas party for my employees at my house on Sunday and I think about 13 people will be there including children and about half children half adults. And since I worked today, I will have to get up extra early to clean up my sty of a house, order food, and make some desserts.  It's suppose to snow more and turn into freezing ice so I'm not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8224088695840094858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8224088695840094858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8224088695840094858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8224088695840094858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/crunch-time.html' title='Crunch time'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5772131819294639062</id><published>2008-12-18T04:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:07:56.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Freak</title><summary type='text'>That's me. I just wrote 3 posts in a matter of minutes because I like that each one has it's own title. See, I'm a total nutjob.Anyways, I'm freaking out that there's only days left for Christmas and I don't have any presents for my parents or the in laws family. I planned on making everything but didn't get around to it. If I don't have anything by Tuesday, I'll be in the kitchen baking all day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5772131819294639062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5772131819294639062' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5772131819294639062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5772131819294639062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/freak.html' title='A Freak'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-348875429052201854</id><published>2008-12-18T04:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:45:44.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth #14</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor's bottom right molar has cut through on Sunday. Again, on a Sunday. It's always been on a Sunday, isn't that weird? Anyways, she doesn't seem to be doing so bad, just her usual wild and demanding self. I just love looking at all her teeth because it's a sign of growth that I can see, you know what I mean? She's growing all the time but you don't really see it but the teeth, it's just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/348875429052201854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=348875429052201854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/348875429052201854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/348875429052201854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/tooth-14.html' title='Tooth #14'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2778463378432462931</id><published>2008-12-18T04:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:43:26.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>$25.03</title><summary type='text'>It cost me $25.03 to fill up my 16 gallon tank. That makes me happy. Not the national financial crisis just the cheap gas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2778463378432462931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2778463378432462931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2778463378432462931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2778463378432462931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/2503.html' title='$25.03'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-606599663971572177</id><published>2008-12-14T20:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:49:50.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't stand her</title><summary type='text'>It's been a year since I sat in the same room with her for more than 10 minutes and that was on Thanksgiving. Today was my FIL's 70th birthday but let me go back a little. Last January I had asked FIL a favor for the health and safety of our family and he outright disrespected me. So I stopped talking to them. Ignoring MIL was just the icing on the cake because I never liked her but FIL was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/606599663971572177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=606599663971572177' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/606599663971572177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/606599663971572177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-stand-her.html' title='I can&apos;t stand her'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-9197259544211815597</id><published>2008-12-12T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:33:45.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Language</title><summary type='text'>I was told today from my friend who is a doctor that a 17 month old baby should know about 25-50 words. I don't think Eleanor knows nearly as much. Is it because she's learning two languages at once or will she be a late talker? For my reference...she can say:Mam-ma: FoodAh-Pah: DaddyA-man: his real nameMah: MadisonMal: SocksEllaWowI think that's about it but I hope I'm forgetting a lot.But she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/9197259544211815597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=9197259544211815597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9197259544211815597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9197259544211815597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/language.html' title='Language'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-1621902930069872377</id><published>2008-12-04T23:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:15:10.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sleep Update</title><summary type='text'>I don't want to write anything in case I jinx it but let me just say that I'm happy, really happy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/1621902930069872377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=1621902930069872377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1621902930069872377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/1621902930069872377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-sleep-update.html' title='Baby Sleep Update'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-6819137217618565165</id><published>2008-12-02T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:42:50.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese</title><summary type='text'>This is what I got when I told her to "say cheese". I know it's my baby and I'm totally biased but this is THE best picture EVER!!  Goodness gracious, I love that baby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/6819137217618565165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=6819137217618565165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6819137217618565165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/6819137217618565165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/STYAEt6_tVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GIMSh_g8DEI/s72-c/IMG_8821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5098884905871715283</id><published>2008-12-01T23:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:55:16.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><summary type='text'>I'm really beginning to hate them. I mean the bad memories you don't even want to remember, the not so good ones, you want to go back and change, and the great ones, you want to relive. I look at old pictures and just get so sad. I want to be back in that time and be present again. It might sound like I may have lots of regrets but I don't. I am beyond content with my life, my husband, my baby, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5098884905871715283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5098884905871715283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5098884905871715283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5098884905871715283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5425095769858302171</id><published>2008-12-01T22:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:57:18.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><summary type='text'>We had a rough start to the day. The fever that Eleanor had over the weekend wasn't related to teething like we thought it was. For several days she's been getting these red rashes and had it all over her body and on her face as well yesterday . I took her to the doctor first thing this morning and found out that she has Roseola. It's apparently very common in babies from 9month to 2 years but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5425095769858302171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5425095769858302171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5425095769858302171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5425095769858302171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/STS7CQKjPcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/l4LlI5YFn18/s72-c/IMG_8728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-5279133072618804871</id><published>2008-12-01T00:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:05:25.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Preview</title><summary type='text'>I'll be participating in a small yet awesome craft fair this weekend in Chicago. It's called Depart-ment and it's set up like a store where all the items are categorized with one central check out line. It makes shopping at a craft fair so much easier. Oh yeah, and it's indoors!!I had a ton of inventory from my craft fair this summer since it got rained out and hardly anyone showed up. I like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/5279133072618804871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=5279133072618804871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5279133072618804871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/5279133072618804871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/12/preview.html' title='A Preview'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8658377876852445549</id><published>2008-11-30T02:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:04:09.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor is teething big time! Her bottom molar started to cut on Sunday and by Thursday she was a miserable mess. She developed a low grade fever every time she was uncomfortable which freaked me out as a first time mom but I got it under control as soon as I realized she was going to be ok. She's much better today but it was not easy this week and that's all I'll say about that.Came back to add </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8658377876852445549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8658377876852445549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8658377876852445549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8658377876852445549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2138731440034311401</id><published>2008-11-26T11:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:46:17.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><summary type='text'>Life has been such a blessing and I need to remember to be grateful all the time. I get caught up being angry with people or frustrated about certain daily things and it's not worth it. None of it. My life has been blessed with healthy parents, a great relationship with my awesome husband who is an even better father than I could have ever hoped for, and the best daughter in the world. I must </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2138731440034311401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2138731440034311401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2138731440034311401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2138731440034311401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-171832756310298601</id><published>2008-11-24T22:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:24:09.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and Progress</title><summary type='text'>Eleanor's 11th teeth has started to cut. Her bottom front left molar is poking though ever so slightly and looks like the right side will be following. She's been doing pretty well considering. We've never had really bad nights due to teething, Thank God!But she's not so happy either which could be due to a number of reasons.************************************************************Have I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/171832756310298601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=171832756310298601' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/171832756310298601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/171832756310298601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-and-progress.html' title='Update and Progress'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-9166111170304800583</id><published>2008-11-23T03:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:12:34.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Postponed and other disappointments</title><summary type='text'>I was supposed to go see a concert tonight of my favorite band and with friends that I haven't hung out with in a long, long time but the show got postponed. It was for The Smashing Pumpkins and they said that Billy is sick. They had 3 other shows this week and apparently Billy had shown some signs of irritability. What I'm more upset with is the fact that I didn't get to hang out with my friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/9166111170304800583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=9166111170304800583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9166111170304800583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/9166111170304800583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/postponed-and-other-disappointments.html' title='Postponed and other disappointments'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-995047800365225966</id><published>2008-11-20T23:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:10:08.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so hard</title><summary type='text'>to not be able to go to my crying baby. Since we started this new night time ritual of A-man going in instead of me, I have to just lay there (or sit here) listening to her cry knowing that I could make her stop instantly. Why does it have to be so hard? Why am I a mom if I can't do it all?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/995047800365225966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=995047800365225966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/995047800365225966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/995047800365225966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-so-hard.html' title='It&apos;s so hard'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-2107012861446214950</id><published>2008-11-20T11:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:23:01.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan B,  Day Two</title><summary type='text'>Did I mention that Eleanor woke up yesterday in a great mood since we've started this? and again today!!  It's great. Plus, I'm exhausted from sleeping so much. How much does that rock? A-man went in last night to tend to Eleanor when she woke up and again, she cried for a shorter amount of time and slept pretty well. I think she woke up 3 times total but went to sleep relatively fast.Naps have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/2107012861446214950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=2107012861446214950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2107012861446214950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/2107012861446214950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/plan-b-day-two.html' title='Plan B,  Day Two'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8910073121725108722</id><published>2008-11-20T11:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:36:31.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleanor-Who else?  :)</title><summary type='text'>I bought these letters back in may for Elle's birthday present and I FINALLY put it up yesterday! How's that for procrastination? I kept wanting to put them on a wooden back and frame it but since that involved cutting wood, I just gave up. I had so many things planned for her room but I haven't done anything!! I'm so bad.Here's some of her from this morning because she's cute.They were looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8910073121725108722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8910073121725108722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8910073121725108722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8910073121725108722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/eleanor-who-else.html' title='Eleanor-Who else?  :)'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/SSWfBH9-V2I/AAAAAAAAA84/P_1idrHbmPc/s72-c/PB190196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-3208102963203439094</id><published>2008-11-19T10:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:47:05.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan B-Day One</title><summary type='text'>A good friend who is a daycare teacher and a great mother told me to do something that sounded to me like the "supernanny" method. Where you go into the room when they wake up and tell them to sleep and put the into their bed, and if they wake again, go back in a few minutes later and put them into bed without saying a word, and keep doing that until they are asleep. This way, they will learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/3208102963203439094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=3208102963203439094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3208102963203439094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/3208102963203439094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/plan-b-day-one.html' title='Plan B-Day One'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143798781782184255.post-8819795765473641721</id><published>2008-11-18T10:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:17:23.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><summary type='text'>I love giving gifts and I used to spend all my money on getting the biggest, best gifts for my family, especially my mom. But as the number of family members grow and my pocket books gets smaller, I'm needing to get creative. Once I bought everyone a lottery ticket, it was cheap and fun to watch them scratch it off together. A couple of years ago when I was pregnant, I decided to do a raffle of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/feeds/8819795765473641721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2143798781782184255&amp;postID=8819795765473641721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8819795765473641721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2143798781782184255/posts/default/8819795765473641721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcheeandbacon.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Gooksu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12673856843094150717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BAuKSmXc3Bo/R2Om3EBHS5I/AAAAAAAAANo/-luhIUSqAYo/S220/scan1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
