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	<title><![CDATA[A True Mom Confession]]></title>
	<url>http://www.huffingtonpost.com/heather-cabot/a-true-mom-confession_b_65904.html</url>
	<abstract><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.thewellmom.com"><img src="http://www.thewellmom.com/banners/twm-125x125-static.gif " style="float: right; margin: 0 10px" </a></p>

<p>Motherhood didn't hit me right away. It was exhilarating yet not quite real when I felt the first kicks in my belly...exciting yet hazy during our monthly sonograms and birthing classes. Not even after delivery, as I stared at two tiny bassinets wondering how the heck I was supposed to feed two wailing newborns at the same time, did I truly feel like a MOM.</p>

<p>No, my revelation occurred on a stifling...</p></a></p>]]></abstract>
	<taxonomy><![CDATA[Living]]></taxonomy>
	<date_published>2008-03-28T02:47:00-04:00</date_published>
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