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  <updated>2007-08-10T14:37:19-05:00</updated>
  <entry>
    <title>Transitioning</title>
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    <published>2007-12-20T14:27:18-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-12-20T14:27:18-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="child care" />
    <category term="daycare" />
    <category term="infant" />
    <category term="toddler" />
    <category term="transitioning" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Tree Faerie is currently going through the transitioning process at daycare. Next week is the last week of transition, and she'll be staying through naptime before going back to the infant room for the remainder of the afternoon.</p>
<p>Because the daycare is only open 3 days next week, I went ahead and brought the nap mat I bought last night in case they wanted to try to put her down for a nap in the toddler room today and tomorrow.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/12/transitioning.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Tree Faerie is currently going through the transitioning process at daycare. Next week is the last week of transition, and she'll be staying through naptime before going back to the infant room for the remainder of the afternoon.</p>
<p>Because the daycare is only open 3 days next week, I went ahead and brought the nap mat I bought last night in case they wanted to try to put her down for a nap in the toddler room today and tomorrow.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/12/transitioning.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Thoughts on Weaning</title>
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    <published>2007-12-13T10:53:33-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-12-13T10:53:33-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Health &amp; Wellness" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="breastfeeding" />
    <category term="night-weaning" />
    <category term="weaning" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I believe the weaning process has officially begun. While Tree Faerie still LOVES to nurse, she's only taking two bottles at daycare, so I only have to pump once a day now. I'm still not producing well since I had the stomach bug, so I have not had any problems with engorgement. In 16 days, I won't have to pump at all.</p>
<p>I won't miss the pumping, but I'm not sure what it's going to do to my supply. I feel pretty empty right now, and I'm still... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-on-weaning.html">Continue reading...</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I believe the weaning process has officially begun. While Tree Faerie still LOVES to nurse, she's only taking two bottles at daycare, so I only have to pump once a day now. I'm still not producing well since I had the stomach bug, so I have not had any problems with engorgement. In 16 days, I won't have to pump at all.</p>
<p>I won't miss the pumping, but I'm not sure what it's going to do to my supply. I feel pretty empty right now, and I'm still... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-on-weaning.html">Continue reading...</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Transitioning</title>
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    <published>2007-11-27T16:05:15-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-11-27T16:05:15-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="child care" />
    <category term="daycare" />
    <category term="infants" />
    <category term="toddlers" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Starting next week, Tree Faerie will begin transitioning to the toddler room at daycare. The transition period lasts 4 weeks. During the first week, one of the infant room teachers will take her to the toddler room... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/transitioning.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Starting next week, Tree Faerie will begin transitioning to the toddler room at daycare. The transition period lasts 4 weeks. During the first week, one of the infant room teachers will take her to the toddler room... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/transitioning.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Dragonflies and Totems</title>
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    <published>2007-11-20T16:37:07-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T16:37:07-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="Religion &amp; Spirituality" />
    <category term="totems" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I believe everyone has a totem of sorts, a particular creature they relate to well or that keeps popping up throughout their lives as a source of inspiration and courage. Some people have more than one, but so far everyone I've come across has at least one. My husband's main totem is a bear, while my main totem is fey (faeries and the like - explaining fey will be a post for another day). Tree Faerie's totem is obviously a dragonfly.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/dragonflies-and-totems.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
    ]]></summary>
    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I believe everyone has a totem of sorts, a particular creature they relate to well or that keeps popping up throughout their lives as a source of inspiration and courage. Some people have more than one, but so far everyone I've come across has at least one. My husband's main totem is a bear, while my main totem is fey (faeries and the like - explaining fey will be a post for another day). Tree Faerie's totem is obviously a dragonfly.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/dragonflies-and-totems.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>This Week in Summary</title>
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    <published>2007-11-16T13:15:07-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-11-16T13:15:07-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Well, folks, we made it to Friday. I was beginning to think the end of the week would never come! These trials that come our way now prepare us for future experiences, right? And what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger? And this too shall pass?</p>
<p>If anyone had said any of these cliches to me this week, I might have actually choked them.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week-in-summary.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
    ]]></summary>
    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Well, folks, we made it to Friday. I was beginning to think the end of the week would never come! These trials that come our way now prepare us for future experiences, right? And what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger? And this too shall pass?</p>
<p>If anyone had said any of these cliches to me this week, I might have actually choked them.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week-in-summary.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
    ]]></content>
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  <entry>
    <title>I Love You More - A Review</title>
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    <published>2007-11-15T12:32:47-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T12:32:47-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
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    <category term="Books" />
    <category term="Entertainment &amp; Books" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>As I removed the book from its packaging, I ran my hands over the dust cover, introducing myself to the book. I felt the slick raised form of the mother and child transition into the rougher, yet softer, image of the rolling hills in the background. My expectations were high for this book to be special, not only because I had been looking for a book with this message, but also because I knew the background story and had read of the author's journey through life. As I cracked the cover for the first time, I held my breath in hope and wonderment.</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>As I removed the book from its packaging, I ran my hands over the dust cover, introducing myself to the book. I felt the slick raised form of the mother and child transition into the rougher, yet softer, image of the rolling hills in the background. My expectations were high for this book to be special, not only because I had been looking for a book with this message, but also because I knew the background story and had read of the author's journey through life. As I cracked the cover for the first time, I held my breath in hope and wonderment.</p>
<p><i>I Love You More</i> not only met my expectations, it exceeded them. Laura Duksta guides you through this expression of love with wonderful words carried along by rhyme and rhythm. The images illustrated by Karen Keesler are full of color yet are simple and soft. The experience of reading this book is almost like a hug in itself!  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-you-more-review.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Torrential Tuesday</title>
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    <published>2007-11-13T14:52:09-06:00</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T14:52:09-06:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Rain was not in today's forecast yesterday morning, but I awoke this morning to thunderstorm warnings. The bottom just keeps dropping out of the sky at random, with mild spitting in between. Welcome to Fall in Memphis - cold and wet.</p>
<p>This morning Tree Faerie woke up around 5:30 very fussy. As my mind became more cognitive, I realized that she was kind of coughing/clearing her throat and was stuffy. Uh oh, I thought, another cold. I sure hope this one doesn't come with a fever.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/torrential-tuesday.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Rain was not in today's forecast yesterday morning, but I awoke this morning to thunderstorm warnings. The bottom just keeps dropping out of the sky at random, with mild spitting in between. Welcome to Fall in Memphis - cold and wet.</p>
<p>This morning Tree Faerie woke up around 5:30 very fussy. As my mind became more cognitive, I realized that she was kind of coughing/clearing her throat and was stuffy. Uh oh, I thought, another cold. I sure hope this one doesn't come with a fever.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/11/torrential-tuesday.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Forever Remembered</title>
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    <published>2007-09-11T12:00:00-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-09-11T12:01:19-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Media &amp; Journalism" />
    <category term="Politics &amp; News" />
    <category term="9/11" />
    <category term="memories" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>The girl of yesteryear seems so far away from the woman I am now.   I awoke before my boyfriend left for work. After kissing him bye and seeing him off, I went back to bed. The TV was on, but I wasn't paying any attention - at least not when the broadcast first started. I wasn't a big fan of the news programs. The phone rang, and it was the temp service asking me to go to an interview the next day. I took down the information, excited at the possibility that this job may last longer than the last assignment they gave me. Money was money, though, and I had my fingers crossed.</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>The girl of yesteryear seems so far away from the woman I am now.   I awoke before my boyfriend left for work. After kissing him bye and seeing him off, I went back to bed. The TV was on, but I wasn't paying any attention - at least not when the broadcast first started. I wasn't a big fan of the news programs. The phone rang, and it was the temp service asking me to go to an interview the next day. I took down the information, excited at the possibility that this job may last longer than the last assignment they gave me. Money was money, though, and I had my fingers crossed.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/09/forever-remembered.html">Keep Reading</a></p>
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  <entry>
    <title>Abuse and Neglect</title>
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    <published>2007-09-04T11:44:16-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T11:44:16-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Health &amp; Wellness" />
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="abuse" />
    <category term="emotional problems" />
    <category term="growth" />
    <category term="horror films" />
    <category term="neglect" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Friday night, DTTF and I went to see the Rob Zombie version of the movie Halloween that just came out in theaters. While watching the first 30 minutes or so of the movie, I discovered I have new issues. I want the world to be happy and sparkly for my child, and my heart breaks with the knowledge that it's not. It caused such anxiety in me that apparently I whimpered. DTTF actually thought we'd have to leave because of the way I reacted to the beginning of the movie. <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-issues.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
    ]]></summary>
    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>Friday night, DTTF and I went to see the Rob Zombie version of the movie Halloween that just came out in theaters. While watching the first 30 minutes or so of the movie, I discovered I have new issues. I want the world to be happy and sparkly for my child, and my heart breaks with the knowledge that it's not. It caused such anxiety in me that apparently I whimpered. DTTF actually thought we'd have to leave because of the way I reacted to the beginning of the movie. <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-issues.html">Continue Reading</a></p>
    ]]></content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>The Passing of Time</title>
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    <published>2007-08-30T09:57:29-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T09:57:57-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="birthday" />
    <category term="emotions" />
    <category term="the passage of time" />
    <category term="time" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I've noticed my perceptions regarding different aspects of life have changed dramatically over the last few years. Time seems to move much quicker now. When thinking in terms of the future, a year doesn't seem so long, a month seems merely a breath away, and a week passes in a blink of the eye. I remember not too long ago it sometimes seemed that a week was nearly for-ev-er!  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/passing-of-time.html">Keep reading...</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I've noticed my perceptions regarding different aspects of life have changed dramatically over the last few years. Time seems to move much quicker now. When thinking in terms of the future, a year doesn't seem so long, a month seems merely a breath away, and a week passes in a blink of the eye. I remember not too long ago it sometimes seemed that a week was nearly for-ev-er!  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/passing-of-time.html">Keep reading...</a></p>
    ]]></content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>The Sanctity of Marriage</title>
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    <published>2007-08-29T10:51:37-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-29T10:51:37-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="Sex &amp; Relationships" />
    <category term="appreciation" />
    <category term="love" />
    <category term="marriage" />
    <category term="separation anxiety" />
    <category term="sleep" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>On my way to work this morning, I heard a commercial by a Catholic marriage group that asked, "What have you done for your marriage today?" The commercial was pointing out that the little things you do for each other in the marriage count just as much if not more than the big things.   <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/sanctity-of-marriage.html">Read More...</a></p>
    ]]></summary>
    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>On my way to work this morning, I heard a commercial by a Catholic marriage group that asked, "What have you done for your marriage today?" The commercial was pointing out that the little things you do for each other in the marriage count just as much if not more than the big things.   <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/sanctity-of-marriage.html">Read More...</a></p>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>Separation Anxiety?</title>
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    <published>2007-08-28T11:08:07-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-28T11:08:07-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="separation anxiety" />
    <category term="sleep" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>This morning we had Tree Faerie's follow-up appointment for her ear infection. The good news is that it's completely gone. The bad news is that it's not the cause of her (or actually - my) lack of sleep. The doctor thinks it's separation anxiety. I'm not so sure.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-it-really-only-tuesday.html">Here's why.</a></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>This morning we had Tree Faerie's follow-up appointment for her ear infection. The good news is that it's completely gone. The bad news is that it's not the cause of her (or actually - my) lack of sleep. The doctor thinks it's separation anxiety. I'm not so sure.  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-it-really-only-tuesday.html">Here's why.</a></p>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>Fabulous Friday</title>
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    <published>2007-08-24T12:18:42-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T12:18:42-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Body Image" />
    <category term="Hobbies, Crafts &amp; DIY" />
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="Writing" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I feel great today! I’m finally in my pair of pre-pregnancy khakis and look good! I’ve been able to put them on for about a month now, but they didn’t look good. Now they look good. These are my last pair of pre-pregnancy pants I had to fit into before allowing myself to go buy new clothes, because I simply was not going to buy anything bigger than my pre-pregnancy clothes. I need to go buy about 3 new... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/fabulous-friday.html">Read More</a></p>
    ]]></summary>
    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>I feel great today! I’m finally in my pair of pre-pregnancy khakis and look good! I’ve been able to put them on for about a month now, but they didn’t look good. Now they look good. These are my last pair of pre-pregnancy pants I had to fit into before allowing myself to go buy new clothes, because I simply was not going to buy anything bigger than my pre-pregnancy clothes. I need to go buy about 3 new... <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/fabulous-friday.html">Read More</a></p>
    ]]></content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>When We Grow Up</title>
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    <id>http://www.blogher.com/when-we-grow</id>
    <published>2007-08-22T14:23:14-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-22T14:36:31-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Business &amp; Career" />
    <category term="Life" />
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="Writing" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>What did you want to be when you grew up? Are you doing it? Antique Mommy ( <a href="http://www.antiquemommy.com/" title="http://www.antiquemommy.com/">http://www.antiquemommy.com/</a> ) has a great post today about that exact thing, and it, with a little help from Manic Mom's ( <a href="http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/" title="http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/">http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/</a> ) post, inspired a lot of thinking.</p>
<p>I've ALWAYS wanted to be a mom, but that's the only thing that I've consistently wanted to be. And now I'm a mom. I love it, just as I knew I would and despite the lack of sleep and lack of personal time.   The other thing I wanted to be that I still have the desire for - a writer. When I was a kid...  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-we-grow-up.html">Read More</a><br />
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>What did you want to be when you grew up? Are you doing it? Antique Mommy ( <a href="http://www.antiquemommy.com/" title="http://www.antiquemommy.com/">http://www.antiquemommy.com/</a> ) has a great post today about that exact thing, and it, with a little help from Manic Mom's ( <a href="http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/" title="http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/">http://manicmommy.blogspot.com/</a> ) post, inspired a lot of thinking.</p>
<p>I've ALWAYS wanted to be a mom, but that's the only thing that I've consistently wanted to be. And now I'm a mom. I love it, just as I knew I would and despite the lack of sleep and lack of personal time.   The other thing I wanted to be that I still have the desire for - a writer. When I was a kid...  <a href="http://momtothefey.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-we-grow-up.html">Read More</a><br />
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    ]]></content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>Zombie</title>
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    <id>http://www.blogher.com/zombie</id>
    <published>2007-08-10T14:33:53-05:00</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T14:37:19-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>momtothefey</name>
    </author>
    <category term="Mommy &amp; Family" />
    <category term="sewing" />
    <category term="sleep" />
    <category term="sleep deprivation" />
    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p><i>Brains! Brains! (They're coming to get you, Barbara...)<i></i></i></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p><i>Brains! Brains! (They're coming to get you, Barbara...)<i></i></i></p>
<p>Once again, I'm suffering from sleep deprivation. Last night I had Tree Faerie in bed by 10 and I was in bed by 10:30 and fell asleep within moments. Several times Tree Faerie woke up fussing, so I would get up, nurse her for a moment while I dozed in the rocking chair, then put her back in her bed and I'd fall into mine. DTTF stayed up watching a documentary on old punk music, and when he came to bed she started stiring again. I remember thinking, "Please don't fuss. Please don't fuss. Please don't fuss." Apparently I was actully whispering it, because as I started to get up to pick Tree Faerie up...</p>
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