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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Congratulations its Twins!</title><link>http://Threeunderthree.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://threeunderthree.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Congratulations its Twins!</title><link>http://Threeunderthree.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/21/b807d0be1f16d62cd8ce71eea87f22_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>January 2008</title><link>http://Threeunderthree.blog.co.uk/2008/02/23/january~3767166/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:threeunderthree.blog.co.uk,2008-02-22:/2008/02/23/january~3767166/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 00:21:49 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I am thirty this year, I am married with three children.  A normal happy functional family...on the surface.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was twenty three when I gave birth to my first child, a beautiful healthy boy 8lbs 5.  The feeling of europhoria is like nothing you can verbally explain to anyone who does not have a child.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was twenty five when the sonographer announced I was expecting twins.  The panic I felt was like nothing you can verbally explain to anyone who does not have a child.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This blog is a year in the life of a mother with three children.  My son now six and my identical twin girls who are nearly four.&lt;/p&gt;
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