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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:lottiesworld.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Dreams &amp; Nightmares</title><link rel="self" href="http://lottiesworld.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lottiesworld.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T13:12:07+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:lottiesworld.blog.co.uk,2007-02-12:/2007/02/12/rolling_with_the_punches~1729401/</id><title>Rolling with the punches...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lottiesworld.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/rolling_with_the_punches~1729401/"/><author><name>Bubbaclaire</name></author><published>2007-02-12T20:23:03+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:23:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Day off today cos felt like I was going to cry when the alarm went off, I am soooo tired that even going down the stairs made me feel that I couldn't take one step further!  So packed DP and DD off then sloped back to bed - bliss.  Woke up when my sister rang 5 hours later...&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/smiley-surprised2.gif" border="0" alt="" width="18" height="18"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Think the problem may be iron - or lack of it....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bed is calling me again now....&lt;/p&gt;
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