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I have such adorable, creative,& stubborn children....share the frustration, the cuteness, the highly imaginative ramblings and the gritty reality of our day to day life, well...not all of it. I am,afterall, hoping to retain people's good opinion. : ) PS. Warning! If grammar and spelling errors bother you.....I expect most of this to be stream of conscience type writing-and my spelling could be described as creative, or occasionally hopeful.
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I think you want to relive the Walton years for you to have another baby, but you and Tom don't use any kind of birth control to prevent pregnancies, so it will keep happening.
It would be OK in my book if you can afford another extra person. But you guys can't really afford it.
For you to have on your profile, A poor mother of four, says it all. Don't you think?
It was hard growing up with not much food to eat. If it wasn't for my grandparents, it would have been really bad. We would go to their house many times to eat, because we had NO food. It was the same with school clothes, Christmas presents, or anything else we needed that my mom couldn't supply. She worked very hard to put a roof over our heads and it still wasn't enough, and she only had two kids.
We were even on food stamps and we still needed my Papa's help. So, I really think you are in for a really rougher road ahead, to bring a baby into this terrible economy. But it's your life. I'm just glad it's not me, as that other mother said.
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