<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:41:21.984Z</updated><category term='Roupinha'/><category term='video'/><category term='coisas'/><category term='gravidez'/><category term='Francisco'/><category term='dentes'/><category term='Barriguita'/><category term='Meu'/><category term='Comidinha'/><title type='text'>..*..Juanitah..*..</title><subtitle type='html'>Um sitio onde fica guardado o dia-a-dia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5271596964020254970</id><published>2010-07-22T22:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:17:08.023Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mariza - Chuva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas vulgares que há na vida&lt;br /&gt;Não deixam saudades&lt;br /&gt;Só as lembranças que doem&lt;br /&gt;Ou fazem sorrir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há gente que fica na história&lt;br /&gt;da história da gente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e outras de quem nem o nome&lt;br /&gt;lembramos ouvir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;São emoções que dão vida&lt;br /&gt;à saudade que trago&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que tive contigo&lt;br /&gt;e acabei por perder &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há dias que marcam a alma&lt;br /&gt;e a vida da gente&lt;br /&gt;e aquele em que tu me deixaste&lt;br /&gt;não posso esquecer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chuva molhava-me o rosto&lt;br /&gt;Gelado e cansado&lt;br /&gt;As ruas que a cidade tinha&lt;br /&gt;Já eu percorrera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai... meu choro de moça perdida&lt;br /&gt;gritava à cidade&lt;br /&gt;que o fogo do amor sob chuva&lt;br /&gt;há instantes morrera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chuva ouviu e calou&lt;br /&gt;meu segredo à cidade&lt;br /&gt;E eis que ela bate no vidro&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo a saudade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5271596964020254970?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5271596964020254970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/07/mariza-chuva-as-coisas-vulgares-que-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5271596964020254970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5271596964020254970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/07/mariza-chuva-as-coisas-vulgares-que-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-1200468194425488031</id><published>2010-07-20T19:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:06:29.440Z</updated><title type='text'>amanha tudo pode acontecer. mas hoje é assim...</title><content type='html'>...confusa&lt;br /&gt;...baralhada&lt;br /&gt;...triste&lt;br /&gt;...desiludida&lt;br /&gt;...com saudades tuas&lt;br /&gt;...com a cabeça a mil&lt;br /&gt;...com o coraçao gelado&lt;br /&gt;...com as ideias trocadas&lt;br /&gt;...com vontade de te dizer alguma coisa, mesmo sabendo que nao devo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez nunca saibas o que escrevi para ti, ou talvez alguem te diga.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje precisava que soubesses que me fazes falta. sinto falta de tudo. Mensagens, conversas ate as tantas, saidas, viagens para casa... Sinto falta de tudo o que me fazias sentir... Desculpa se 'acordei' quem nao devia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-1200468194425488031?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/1200468194425488031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/07/amanha-tudo-pode-acontecer-mas-hoje-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/1200468194425488031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/1200468194425488031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/07/amanha-tudo-pode-acontecer-mas-hoje-e.html' title='amanha tudo pode acontecer. mas hoje é assim...'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-7886844922972510170</id><published>2010-03-04T23:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:00:35.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Fénix.... Renascida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/S5BHEU5nqiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5mwL-RiWmG4/s1600-h/03032010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444930089146362402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/S5BHEU5nqiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5mwL-RiWmG4/s400/03032010006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em todas as mitologias o significado é preservado:  perpetuação, ressurreição e esperança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na China a Fénix é simbolo de inteligência, felicidade e virtude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É simbolo de imortalidade pois renasce sempre. Cada vez mais bela e mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qualquer que seja o significado dado pelos outros, para mim ele será sempre especial e único.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renasci das cinzas que me foram impostas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) Hoje sou outra. Vejo a vida com outros olhos, com outra vontade, com outra esperança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(vocês tao ca dentro...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-7886844922972510170?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/7886844922972510170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/03/fenix-renascida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7886844922972510170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7886844922972510170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/03/fenix-renascida.html' title='Fénix.... 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Hoje vou agir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de deixar as coisas para amanhã ou para quando der.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia deixa de ser só um dia e passa a ser o MEU dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por fazeres parte do MEU dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433336896539603714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/S2cXHs9EMwI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-bcHNKrYtQ4/s400/IMG_0183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-7856392538747088025?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/7856392538747088025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-752820592914162801</id><published>2010-02-01T01:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:10:19.058Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meu'/><title type='text'>Renasci =)</title><content type='html'>Quem foi que me queimou a alma e pôs fogo à minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Quem fez de mim o réu perfeito com seu dedo acusador&lt;br /&gt;Guardo no peito a marca dessa ferida&lt;br /&gt;Que fez pagar o justo, pelo pecador&lt;br /&gt;Para mim perder uma batalha nunca foi perder a guerra&lt;br /&gt;Serei a sombra que te segue e não te vai deixar em paz&lt;br /&gt;Nem que eu tenha que percorrer toda a terra&lt;br /&gt;Mais cedo ou mais tarde eu vou-te enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que eu não volte a ser mais o que era&lt;br /&gt;Fiz a promessa que me iria vingar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fugir tu vais ver que eu voltei a viver&lt;br /&gt;E sem nada a perder a vingança eu vou querer&lt;br /&gt;Cada marca na pele faz-me ver quem eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Quem traiu quem me amou&lt;br /&gt;Vai por fim ver-me renascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora sobram cicatrizes de um passado adormecido&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou mostrar que o jogo não termina assim&lt;br /&gt;Pensavas que todos me tinham esquecido&lt;br /&gt;Que eras o vencedor e eu o vencido&lt;br /&gt;Mas este jogo por mim não foi perdido&lt;br /&gt;Porque quem ri melhor é quem ri no fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fugir tu vais ver que eu voltei a viver&lt;br /&gt;E sem nada a perder a vingaça eu vou querer&lt;br /&gt;Cada marca na pele faz-me ver quem eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Quem traiu quem me amou&lt;br /&gt;Vai por fim ver-me renascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que eu tenha que percorrer toda a terra&lt;br /&gt;Mais cedo ou mais tarde eu vou-te enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que eu não volte a ser mais o que era&lt;br /&gt;Fiz a promessa que me iria vingar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fugir tu vais ver que eu voltei a viver&lt;br /&gt;E sem nada a perder a vingança eu vou querer&lt;br /&gt;Cada marca na pele faz-me ver quem eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Quem traiu quem me amou&lt;br /&gt;Vai por fim ver-me renascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renascer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-752820592914162801?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/752820592914162801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/02/renasci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/752820592914162801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/752820592914162801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2010/02/renasci.html' title='Renasci =)'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6066914504706385233</id><published>2009-12-28T15:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:20:13.836Z</updated><title type='text'>1º Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SzjMN2tXCdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JrV8PRn_dno/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420306689936525778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SzjMN2tXCdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JrV8PRn_dno/s400/blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SzjLpkwul7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LTHNJD2uPQI/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui fica uma foto do piolho no seu primeiro natal. A avó foi trabalhar no dia 24, por isso eram 22h e nós ja estavamos na caminha. No dia 25 fomos passear. A mamã fazia anos! Ganhei uma presente muito especial. um belo galo na testa. (faz parte)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6066914504706385233?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6066914504706385233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6066914504706385233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6066914504706385233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-natal.html' title='1º Natal'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SzjMN2tXCdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JrV8PRn_dno/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5203332713792467210</id><published>2009-12-05T11:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:51:08.784Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>11 meses</title><content type='html'>o tempo passa a voar.&lt;br /&gt;ao fim de 11 meses posso dizer que o meu filho é muito melhor do que eu sonhei.&lt;br /&gt;nao gosta muito de falar. prefere apontar.&lt;br /&gt;ja caminha, mas gatinhar é outra conversa. rasteja pelo chao, porque da muito trabalhinho levantar a barriga. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c684ea636347433" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/12/11-meses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5203332713792467210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5203332713792467210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/12/11-meses.html' title='11 meses'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5458534786943023934</id><published>2009-10-01T21:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:27:45.266Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>9 meses!</title><content type='html'>Pois é! O tempo passa muito rápido e hoje faço 9 meses.&lt;br /&gt;Estou a ficar um menino crescido.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que eu ja sei fazer:&lt;br /&gt;-sei rebolar&lt;br /&gt;-abanar a cabeça para dizer que não&lt;br /&gt;-ja digo papapa e mamama.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SsUcMT-uNLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_020TXXD4S0/s1600-h/DSCI0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387743527066023090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SsUcMT-uNLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_020TXXD4S0/s400/DSCI0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como se ve na foto já tenho dentinhos. 6 no total. Às vezes fico rabugento porque isto de ter dentes é chato e eles dão dores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SsUcMCa_KZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z2ISoY_W1Lg/s1600-h/DSCI0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387743522352736658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SsUcMCa_KZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z2ISoY_W1Lg/s400/DSCI0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia destes fui ter com a mamã ao trabalho e tive direito ao meu primeiro chupa-chupa. Foi a Rita que deu. Como não sei para que serve não o meti na boca. Achei que era parecido com o pauzinho do meu bombo, por isso andei a bater com ele no sofá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bem por agora nao há mais novidades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijinhos e até um dia destes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5458534786943023934?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5458534786943023934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/10/9-meses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5458534786943023934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5458534786943023934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/10/9-meses.html' title='9 meses!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SsUcMT-uNLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_020TXXD4S0/s72-c/DSCI0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-3896559116839780488</id><published>2009-07-11T22:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:03:28.286Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Agora faz sentido.</title><content type='html'>Na noite terrivel, substancia natural de todas as noites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na noite de insonia, substancia natural de todas as minhas noites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relembro, velando em modorra incomoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relembro o que fiz e o que podia ter feito da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relembro, e uma angustia espalha-se por mim todo como um frio do corpo ou um medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O irreparavel do meu passado - esse é que é o cadáver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os outros cadáveres pode ser que sejam ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os mortos pode ser que sejam vivos noutra parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os meus momentos passados pode ser que existam algures, na ilusão do espaço e do tempo, na falsidade do decorrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu nao fiz, o que nem sequer sonhei; o que só agora vejo que deveria ter feito, o que só agora claramente vejo que deveria ter sido - isso é que morro para além de todos os Deuses, isto - e foi afinal o melhor de mim - é que nem os Deuses fazem viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se em certa altura tivesse voltado para a esquerda em vez de para a direita; se em certo momento tivesse dito sim em vez de não, ou nao em vez de sim; se em certa conversa tivesse tido as frases que só agora no meio-sono elaboro - se tudo tivesse sido assim, seria outro hoje, e talvez o universo inteiro seria insensivelmente levado a ser outro tambem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao virei para o lado irremediavelmente perdido, nao virei nem pensei em virar, e só agora o percebo; mas nao disse nao ou nao disse sim, e só agora vejo o que nao disse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas as frases que faltou dizer nesse momento surgem-me todas, claras, inevitaveis, naturais, a conversa fechada concludentemente, a matéria toda resolvida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas só agora o que nunca foi, nem nunca será para trás, me dói.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que falhei deveras nao tem esperança nenhuma, em sistema metafisico nenhum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que para o outro mundo eu possa levar o que sonhei, mas poderei eu levar para o outro mundo o que me esqueci de sonhar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esses sim, os sonhos por haver, é que são o cadáver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enterro-o no meu coração para sempre, para todo o tempo, para todos os universos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta noite em que nao durmo, e o sossego me cerca como uma verdade de que nao partilho, e lá fora o luar, como a esperança que nao tenho, é invisivel para mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-3896559116839780488?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/3896559116839780488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/07/agora-faz-sentido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3896559116839780488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3896559116839780488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/07/agora-faz-sentido.html' title='Agora faz sentido.'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5151716779560507931</id><published>2009-07-11T22:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:54:48.919Z</updated><title type='text'>Menos uma porta, mais uma janela..</title><content type='html'>Nada acontece por acaso.&lt;br /&gt;Pois é...&lt;br /&gt;Acabou a vidinha de mãe a tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Nova casa, novo emprego, nova vida..&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a altura de crescer e lutar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É estranho, mas só depois de enfiar o pé na poça é que percebemos que tinhamos tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas como tristezas nao pagam dividas ta na hora de seguir em frente..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, eu mereço isto.&lt;br /&gt;já estava na hora de levar um choque e acordar para a vida.&lt;br /&gt;nao me estou a fazer de coitadinha, pois ninguem é santo e geralmente todos somos culpados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por me fazeres acordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'para sempre'&lt;br /&gt;isso é muito tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;custa... muito.&lt;br /&gt;mas só agora percebemos onde erramos, o que nao fizemos, o que nao dissemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou lutar por nos (familia).&lt;br /&gt;vou tentar crescer, tentar ser a mulher que mereces...&lt;br /&gt;se nao conseguir, ficam as recordaçoes de algo que foi bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5151716779560507931?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5151716779560507931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/07/menos-uma-porta-mais-uma-janela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5151716779560507931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5151716779560507931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/07/menos-uma-porta-mais-uma-janela.html' title='Menos uma porta, mais uma janela..'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-3522878316283330801</id><published>2009-06-29T15:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:39:02.999Z</updated><title type='text'>2º dente!</title><content type='html'>eu sou um despachado. no dia 27 de junho apareceu o 2º dentinho.&lt;br /&gt;agora é que vai ser morder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-3522878316283330801?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/3522878316283330801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-dente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3522878316283330801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3522878316283330801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-dente.html' title='2º dente!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6085515337352675458</id><published>2009-06-24T19:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:35:18.148Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>1º dente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SkJ_f3AI21I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PZEQYvKoJ4w/s1600-h/19062009385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350979492586773330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SkJ_f3AI21I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PZEQYvKoJ4w/s400/19062009385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já nasceu o 1º dentinho.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de dois dias de alguma birra e choro, o malandro resolveu aparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6085515337352675458?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6085515337352675458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-dente.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6085515337352675458'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Ai o calor...</title><content type='html'>Já experimentámos a famosa rede-chucha para por a fruta. A fruta escolhida: cerejas. Fresquinhas e sem caroços. Só que ainda é cedo para essa fruta. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjppxRNcjZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kkp_OUL4Rug/s1600-h/18062009362%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703802610191762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjppxRNcjZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kkp_OUL4Rug/s400/18062009362%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com este calor água não pode faltar. Já bebe sozinho e tudo (até se lembrar de enfiar o biberao no nariz ou noutro lado qualquer). =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjppQ7pzmDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c835b9_6xnQ/s1600-h/18062009364%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703247067748402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjppQ7pzmDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c835b9_6xnQ/s400/18062009364%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Esta foi a 1ª roupa que comprei quando descobri que estava grávida. Era suposto ser para 9 meses, mas acho que ja nao vai lá chegar. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sjpn10LTR_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/na-vXV5Rybc/s1600-h/18062009367%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 449px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348701681692657650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sjpn10LTR_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/na-vXV5Rybc/s400/18062009367%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O Francisco já diz ma ma ma, mas não é para me chamar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda é cedo para ele associar as palavras às pessoas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas é tao bom ouvi-lo dizer isso. =) (mais um litro de baba em cima do pc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este rapaz está a crescer à velocidade de luz. Ainda nem 6 meses tem e ja veste roupa para 9 meses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-3239885220974021081?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/3239885220974021081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/ai-o-calor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3239885220974021081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/3239885220974021081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/ai-o-calor.html' title='Ai o calor...'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjppxRNcjZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Kkp_OUL4Rug/s72-c/18062009362%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5006872066032002231</id><published>2009-06-16T20:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:59:11.860Z</updated><title type='text'>1ª papa... tão bom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjgHki-b6II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Gt9lvzNITAE/s1600-h/30052009315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348032881947830402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjgHki-b6II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Gt9lvzNITAE/s400/30052009315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoje resolvi dar papa ao kiko ao jantar.&lt;br /&gt;comeu tudinho.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ontem começou a fazer uma gracinha nova. abre e fecha a boca como se estivesse a mastigar. lindo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5006872066032002231?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5006872066032002231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-papa-tao-bom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5006872066032002231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5006872066032002231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-papa-tao-bom.html' title='1ª papa... tão bom!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjgHki-b6II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Gt9lvzNITAE/s72-c/30052009315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-4678700967174018406</id><published>2009-06-15T17:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:45:30.720Z</updated><title type='text'>5 meses e o tempo passa a voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjaBa81PDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NCEvjbi3FEE/s1600-h/5+meses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347603907555036802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjaBa81PDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NCEvjbi3FEE/s400/5+meses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 meses e meio..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já estou a ficar muito crescido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje dormi no meu quarto sozinho. quase que aguentei a noite toda. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje já me sentei sozinho, sem a ajuda da mamã. Ela ficou toda babadona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que hoje vou voltar a dormir sozinho??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanhã venho contar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-4678700967174018406?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/4678700967174018406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-meses-e-o-tempo-passa-voar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/4678700967174018406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/4678700967174018406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-meses-e-o-tempo-passa-voar.html' title='5 meses e o tempo passa a voar'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SjaBa81PDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NCEvjbi3FEE/s72-c/5+meses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-4504764113406182652</id><published>2009-05-26T19:35:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:52:52.196Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comidinha'/><title type='text'>1ª sopinha e 1ª bolacha!</title><content type='html'>Finalmente começou a sopinha. Depois da primeira colher veio um sorriso. As colheres seguintes já nao tiveram tanta sorte, mas nem foi muito mau. Amanhã há mais.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340219494397165186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ShxFViIovoI/AAAAAAAAADw/zTSI8_BnOlY/s400/26052009298%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois... Eu sei que as bolachas não são para dar agora, mas eu também comi quando tinha a idade dele e ainda cá ando.&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que o Francisco adorou.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro olhou de um lado, olhou do outro e depois boca. Marchou tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando acabou é que foi pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340219499886014850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ShxFV2lR8YI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-x3BF43BqAc/s400/26052009300%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afa3dc13ad92166f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafa3dc13ad92166f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330175890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D57786187A8E259E73776C4619D07F8B88FBDE2.69FE269F67E47FBC6A62CC51D4DB1FFB6420342E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafa3dc13ad92166f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDSXiRNAYJHhfUiIIOiEJmu9X0aE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafa3dc13ad92166f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330175890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D57786187A8E259E73776C4619D07F8B88FBDE2.69FE269F67E47FBC6A62CC51D4DB1FFB6420342E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafa3dc13ad92166f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDSXiRNAYJHhfUiIIOiEJmu9X0aE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-4504764113406182652?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=afa3dc13ad92166f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/4504764113406182652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-sopinha-e-1-bolacha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/4504764113406182652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/4504764113406182652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-sopinha-e-1-bolacha.html' title='1ª sopinha e 1ª bolacha!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ShxFViIovoI/AAAAAAAAADw/zTSI8_BnOlY/s72-c/26052009298%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6138985421022082903</id><published>2009-05-25T15:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:36:05.494Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>O terror cá da casa!</title><content type='html'>Apanhado a fazer o que mais gosta. Sim porque os dedos são umas coisas maravilhosas e devem ser docinhos. =)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Shq5ekxkzII/AAAAAAAAADo/Cj3ryfe2OjY/s1600-h/22052009293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784243119967362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Shq5ekxkzII/AAAAAAAAADo/Cj3ryfe2OjY/s400/22052009293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Este piolho é um terror. Uma pessoa vira costas e já esta com a garrafa debaixo do braço. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Shq5eeVDNpI/AAAAAAAAADg/jFG2TWPJJog/s1600-h/04052009212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784241389713042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Shq5eeVDNpI/AAAAAAAAADg/jFG2TWPJJog/s400/04052009212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase 5 meses. Ai a bela da sopa que está a chegar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6138985421022082903?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6138985421022082903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-terror-ca-da-casa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6138985421022082903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6138985421022082903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-terror-ca-da-casa.html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-2053867035737674395</id><published>2009-05-03T22:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:55:38.575Z</updated><title type='text'>4 meses de muito amor!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sf4gcpHgwpI/AAAAAAAAADY/8YuVS8qaYOE/s1600-h/29042009191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331734685299032722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sf4gcpHgwpI/AAAAAAAAADY/8YuVS8qaYOE/s400/29042009191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cá está o Francisco a experimentar o bikini da mãe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresceste tão rápido filho. Não há palavras para descrever o quanto te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te meu Pirolito Biscoito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-2053867035737674395?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/2053867035737674395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-meses-de-muito-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2053867035737674395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2053867035737674395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-meses-de-muito-amor.html' title='4 meses de muito amor!!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sf4gcpHgwpI/AAAAAAAAADY/8YuVS8qaYOE/s72-c/29042009191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6982947844383747632</id><published>2009-04-04T01:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:23:52.556Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>3 meses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sda1P-oQKjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SotX8JnCdK4/s1600-h/01042009141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320639295899314738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sda1P-oQKjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SotX8JnCdK4/s400/01042009141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (o Francisco com a avó ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tempo passa a voar e o Francisco já tem 3 meses. Parece que ainda ontem nasceu. Cada dia que passa aprende alguma coisa nova. É tão bom passar todos os minutinhos do dia com ele e ver as suas novas gracinhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adoro-te Pirolito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6982947844383747632?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6982947844383747632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-meses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6982947844383747632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6982947844383747632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-meses.html' title='3 meses'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/Sda1P-oQKjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SotX8JnCdK4/s72-c/01042009141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5516140859082408683</id><published>2009-03-22T00:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:08:54.996Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>Fomos passear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ScWO_UCuX-I/AAAAAAAAADI/8-t5fL-jRik/s1600-h/_MG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812153543778274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ScWO_UCuX-I/AAAAAAAAADI/8-t5fL-jRik/s400/_MG_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pois é. O sol estava mesmo a convidar e fomos dar uma voltinha. Como nao podia deixar de ser, o papá deu ao dedo e tirou umas fotinhas.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que ainda ontem estavas na minha barriga e ja vais fazer 3 meses.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te filho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5516140859082408683?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5516140859082408683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/03/fomos-passear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5516140859082408683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5516140859082408683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/03/fomos-passear.html' title='Fomos passear!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ScWO_UCuX-I/AAAAAAAAADI/8-t5fL-jRik/s72-c/_MG_1021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-2186296964185931699</id><published>2009-02-25T17:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:24:07.380Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>Dia de carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SaV-aPC-VAI/AAAAAAAAADA/FRvtwq_JkPI/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306786725106701314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SaV-aPC-VAI/AAAAAAAAADA/FRvtwq_JkPI/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este ano o carnaval foi diferente.&lt;br /&gt;nao houve mascaras, nem festas.... mas foi o melhor carnaval dos ultimos tempos. andámos a passear e parece que o francisco gosta do treme treme da rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bem ja acabou o tempo. lá vou eu ver o que se passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijinho&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-2186296964185931699?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/2186296964185931699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/02/dia-de-carnaval.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2186296964185931699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2186296964185931699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/02/dia-de-carnaval.html' title='Dia de carnaval'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SaV-aPC-VAI/AAAAAAAAADA/FRvtwq_JkPI/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6470464812782895285</id><published>2009-01-29T19:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:44:04.954Z</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns Mãe!</title><content type='html'>Parabéns Mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ano..&lt;br /&gt;Este ano é diferente, pois além de mãe já és avó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296802501940188274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SYIFz9WLlHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/A53sFkOD4ac/s400/Poster+Francisco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Espero que gostes da prenda.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Amamos as nossas mães quase sem o saber e só nos damos conta da profundidade das raízes desse amor no momento da derradeira separação."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6470464812782895285?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6470464812782895285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/01/parabens-mae.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6470464812782895285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6470464812782895285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/01/parabens-mae.html' title='Parabéns Mãe!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SYIFz9WLlHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/A53sFkOD4ac/s72-c/Poster+Francisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-3887859449908775348</id><published>2009-01-26T14:27:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:24:26.953Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco'/><title type='text'>Francisco 23 dias!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SX3IxM6I6jI/AAAAAAAAACw/OKeOFmFjCLk/s1600-h/IMG_8235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295609484461795890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SX3IxM6I6jI/AAAAAAAAACw/OKeOFmFjCLk/s400/IMG_8235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aqui está a surpresa que esteve durante 39semanas e 6 dias dentro da minha barriga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu no dia 1 de Janeiro com 3.180g e 50 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-3887859449908775348?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/3887859449908775348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2009/01/francisco-23-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-7739651593839671819</id><published>2008-12-27T21:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:45:49.340Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravidez'/><title type='text'>Estar grávida é:</title><content type='html'>- ler 50 vezes o resultado positivo do exame para ter certeza que está correto.&lt;br /&gt;- passar horas a fio a imaginar como seram os olhos, os cabelos e a pele do filho que vai chegar.&lt;br /&gt;- torcer muuuuito para que ele nasça perfeitinho.&lt;br /&gt;- sair à rua e só ver mulheres grávidas.&lt;br /&gt;- ter sono, muito sono.&lt;br /&gt;- esperar ansiosamente pelo dia da ecografia, e assim que sair de lá, esperar ansiosamente pela próxima!&lt;br /&gt;- aprender a ver o filho nas manchas de uma ecografia.&lt;br /&gt;- ler tudo sobre gravidez.&lt;br /&gt;- ir ao centro comercial e desejar apenas coisinhas para o filho.&lt;br /&gt;- torcer para ficar barriguda logo.&lt;br /&gt;- ficar muito esquisita e descobrir uma incrível capacidade de sentir todas as emoções em uma hora, da alegria descontrolada ao mau humor sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;- acordar várias vezes de madrugada para fazer xixi.&lt;br /&gt;- reparar que seu marido fica muito mais interessante como pai do seu filho e perceber que foi o único homem capaz de te presentear com tamanha alegria.&lt;br /&gt;- rir sozinha ao sentir o bebé mexer, mesmo que ele te acorde várias vezes durante a noite, porque tu não esta numa posição confortável para ele.&lt;br /&gt;- acreditar num mundo melhor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-7739651593839671819?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/7739651593839671819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/estar-grvida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7739651593839671819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7739651593839671819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/estar-grvida.html' title='Estar grávida é:'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-160279091176305551</id><published>2008-12-14T16:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:19:44.415Z</updated><title type='text'>37 semanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SUUxk2CuXWI/AAAAAAAAACg/mOaNxhMKGNs/s1600-h/IMG_6461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279680647213768034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SUUxk2CuXWI/AAAAAAAAACg/mOaNxhMKGNs/s400/IMG_6461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SUUxVvatQMI/AAAAAAAAACY/TUpsmT0U7m4/s1600-h/IMG_6455.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já passou mais uma semana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos lá ver como vai ser agora..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era suposto esta ser uma fase feliz, mas cada vez está pior..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo o que tem um principio tem um fim e este está mais próximo do que nunca..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-160279091176305551?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/160279091176305551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/37-semanas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/160279091176305551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/160279091176305551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/37-semanas.html' title='37 semanas'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SUUxk2CuXWI/AAAAAAAAACg/mOaNxhMKGNs/s72-c/IMG_6461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-6615996783208524133</id><published>2008-12-08T23:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:00:51.516Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barriguita'/><title type='text'>36 semanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ST2yUrrwBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/n_ZYhF7kjYU/s1600-h/IMG_6097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277570406741443906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ST2yUrrwBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/n_ZYhF7kjYU/s400/IMG_6097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Está quase. =) Pode faltar uma semana, duas, três... Só ele é que sabe. Pode ser que nasça no mesmo dia que a mãe.. A avó não se importou nada de passar o natal no hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes dá um frio na barriga quando penso nisso. Em breve vou ter o Francisco nos meus braços.. O MEU filho.. NOSSO.&lt;br /&gt;Dou por mim a pensar se vai ser parecido comigo ou com o pai. Será que vai ter dentes? (sim, porque na minha familia os bebés são todos apressados.)&lt;br /&gt;As noites agora já são mais longas, pois as insonias e a azia teimam em aparecer.&lt;br /&gt;Pode parecer estranho, mas sinto-me preparada para tudo o que ai vem..&lt;br /&gt;Sei que tenho o apoio daqueles que são mais importantes para mim e agora os restantes já não me afectam. Tenho tudo o que preciso para ser feliz. Nada nem ninguém vai conseguir alterar isso.&lt;br /&gt;Mal posso esperar por sermos 3 cá em casa. Vai ser tão bom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-6615996783208524133?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/6615996783208524133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/36-semanas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6615996783208524133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/6615996783208524133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/36-semanas.html' title='36 semanas'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/ST2yUrrwBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/n_ZYhF7kjYU/s72-c/IMG_6097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-2043802726841786437</id><published>2008-12-01T20:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:07:38.268Z</updated><title type='text'>35 semanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/STRO6czgVyI/AAAAAAAAACI/DQzWw9ZWdYs/s1600-h/Anne-Geddes-024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274927829629294370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/STRO6czgVyI/AAAAAAAAACI/DQzWw9ZWdYs/s400/Anne-Geddes-024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/STROPbypEJI/AAAAAAAAACA/SMhVDeQ5Jgc/s1600-h/Sem+T%C3%ADtulo-1+c%C3%B3pia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;35 semanas.. Faltam 5.. Talvez faltem menos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou ter saudades da barriguita, tou ter saudades de te sentir mexer.. Vais deixar de ser meu para passar a ser do mundo.. Vou ser MÃE. Sim, vou ser mãe.. Estou a sentir tantas coisas diferentes. Mal posso esperar por te ver, mas nem quero pensar como vai ser... Vais ser um bola de ping pong, de um lado para o outro.. Todos sabem que isso não se deve fazer (principalmente com bebés de poucas horas), mas tenho certeza que não vou conseguir evitar.. Sinceramente preferia ter as visitas em casa.. O Francisco já teria mais uns dias e eu ja não estaria tão atordoada do parto. Mas quem é que se preocupa comigo?? O importante é ir para a maternidade fazer monte.. Tantos "mas", tantos "ses".. Provavelmente estou a sofrer por antecipação.. Espero bem que sim.. Tenho certeza que não vivo no meio de pessoas incultas e muito menos no meio de animais. "mas" se tiver de me impor, tem de ser.. Acima de tudo a MÃE sou eu.. mesmo que muita gente nao se lembre disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-2043802726841786437?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/2043802726841786437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/35-semanas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2043802726841786437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2043802726841786437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/12/35-semanas.html' title='35 semanas'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/STRO6czgVyI/AAAAAAAAACI/DQzWw9ZWdYs/s72-c/Anne-Geddes-024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5470215349919604853</id><published>2008-11-23T22:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:09:14.736Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barriguita'/><title type='text'>34 semanas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSnToBj65tI/AAAAAAAAABY/N3bvAAKHdUU/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271977523381200594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSnToBj65tI/AAAAAAAAABY/N3bvAAKHdUU/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pois é, ja cá cantam 34 semanas.. Isso significa que faltam no máximo 6 para o piolho estar cá fora..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A julgar pelo tamanho da barriga não me parece que o meu filho vá nascer "infezado", como se comenta por ai. Mas como o tamanho não é tudo, quando nascer logo se vê quem tem razão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5470215349919604853?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5470215349919604853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/34-semanas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5470215349919604853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5470215349919604853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/34-semanas.html' title='34 semanas!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSnToBj65tI/AAAAAAAAABY/N3bvAAKHdUU/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-608398041147290052</id><published>2008-11-21T14:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:50:55.819Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roupinha'/><title type='text'>1ª roupinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Parece que afinal sempre voltei!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta vai ser a 1ª roupinha do Francisco..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSbJ7cthnwI/AAAAAAAAABA/6_jKgn0Hf6k/s1600-h/DSCF1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271122437040348930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSbJ7cthnwI/AAAAAAAAABA/6_jKgn0Hf6k/s400/DSCF1073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tudo muito embrulhadinho. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271122783997299170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSbKPpOgieI/AAAAAAAAABI/p9pi3JwIyvU/s400/DSCF1074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Com a mantinha a combinar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271122786621324658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSbKPzAH_XI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xkL6vaiBxRU/s400/DSCF1075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto ja está tudo dentro da mala.. Prontinho para ele vestir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-608398041147290052?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/608398041147290052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-roupinha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/608398041147290052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/608398041147290052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-roupinha.html' title='1ª roupinha'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSbJ7cthnwI/AAAAAAAAABA/6_jKgn0Hf6k/s72-c/DSCF1073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-2179041696449187275</id><published>2008-11-20T17:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:50:39.425Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barriguita'/><title type='text'>Quase...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSWiX7OLqNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NNFE-0vVWZQ/s1600-h/IMG_5891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270797470824900818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSWiX7OLqNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NNFE-0vVWZQ/s400/IMG_5891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; É estranho só agora escrever sobre esta fase da minha vida.. Estou tão feliz que nem me lembro do resto do mundo.. Talvez volte a este cantinho onde escrevi no passado e escreva o meu presente.. Ou talvez não.. Só o tempo o dirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-2179041696449187275?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/2179041696449187275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/quase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2179041696449187275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/2179041696449187275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/11/quase.html' title='Quase...'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSWiX7OLqNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NNFE-0vVWZQ/s72-c/IMG_5891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-5313468515784589229</id><published>2008-07-12T19:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:46:43.980Z</updated><title type='text'>Passado</title><content type='html'>Penso no passado distante que já não volta..&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que ficou perdido para sempre..&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que ainda chama por mim e eu finjo que não ouço..&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que me é proibido..&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sei o que perdi, o que estou a perder e o que me querem roubar..&lt;br /&gt;"Antes de ti pensei que não voltaria a amar, agora tenho a certeza que nunca tinha amado antes..."&lt;br /&gt;É verdade..&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora também percebo que nunca tinha sofrido..&lt;br /&gt;Já fui magoada, mas só agora descobri a verdadeira dor..&lt;br /&gt;Quero desaparecer, mas tenho uma vida dentro de mim..&lt;br /&gt;É por ela que tenho de lutar..&lt;br /&gt;Dói tanto saber que já não estás aqui..&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-5313468515784589229?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/5313468515784589229/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/07/passado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5313468515784589229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/5313468515784589229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/07/passado.html' title='Passado'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-7074126247364585402</id><published>2008-05-18T20:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:59:39.878Z</updated><title type='text'>Muito tempo depois...</title><content type='html'>Muito tempo passou desde a última vez que escrevi...&lt;br /&gt;Muita coisa mudou...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se para melhor ou pior, mas mudou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez volte a escrever pois tenho essa necessidade, ou talvez continue em silêncio e esquecida mais uma vez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só o tempo dirá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje senti que precisava escrever...&lt;br /&gt;deitar para fora o que esta ca dentro, mas nao me é permitido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Amo-te para sempre***&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que a vida nos separe estarei sempre contigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-7074126247364585402?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/7074126247364585402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/05/muito-tempo-depois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7074126247364585402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/7074126247364585402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2008/05/muito-tempo-depois.html' title='Muito tempo depois...'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-113647339778486802</id><published>2006-01-05T14:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:03:17.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Às vezes em sonho triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nos meus desejos exite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Longinquamente um país&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Onde ser feliz consiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apenas em ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-113647339778486802?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/113647339778486802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2006/01/felicidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/113647339778486802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/113647339778486802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2006/01/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade....'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-113386241262709349</id><published>2005-12-06T09:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:46:52.636Z</updated><title type='text'>=já não volta=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3905/1824/1600/passado.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3905/1824/320/passado.jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;se n conseguir deixar o passado pra trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não vou conseguir viver o presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e a unica coisa que me é permitida fazer, é sonhar com o futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tenta afastar-te do nevoeiro das ilusões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;só assim conseguirás ver a realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so existem duas coisas que nos impedem de dar um passo em frente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-a nossa propria vontasde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- o medo de voltar a sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é o medo de tentar que nos faz crer que a vida que temos é suficientemente boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas não é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;temos de lutar contra todos os "sofrimentos" do passado e mostrar-lhes que é graças a eles que estamos mais fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;todos temos o direito de cometer erros..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas o maior de todos os erros, é ficar preso ao passado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;preso a algo que não vai voltar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;preso a algo que foi bom, mas acabou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ninguém me garante que o futuro vai ser melhor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas se não tentar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nunca irei saber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;..*..*..*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18599614-113386241262709349?l=juanitahcursed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/feeds/113386241262709349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2005/12/j-no-volta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/113386241262709349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18599614/posts/default/113386241262709349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanitahcursed.blogspot.com/2005/12/j-no-volta.html' title='=já não volta='/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07105179176651604371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WAgw9PaHntg/SSStaUVShOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CLa5_ElV6VE/S220/DSCF0876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18599614.post-113256391055052755</id><published>2005-11-21T08:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:06:10.810Z</updated><title type='text'>morte certa.... hora incerta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3905/1824/1600/morte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3905/1824/320/morte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me vazia e incompleta&lt;br /&gt;apesar de ter tudo o que sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;falta-me alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;talvez sejas tu&lt;br /&gt;és tu que faltas na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;é a ti que quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a única pessoa que não posso ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca te poderei tocar&lt;br /&gt;nunca vou poder olhar esses olhos de frente&lt;br /&gt;e dizer o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;porque nunca te poderei ter&lt;br /&gt;só sinto o vazio&lt;br /&gt;um pedaço de mim que falta&lt;br /&gt;e não encontro&lt;br /&gt;continuo a busca até morrer&lt;br /&gt;uma morte certa&lt;br /&gt;numa hora incerta&lt;br /&gt;mas NUNCA desistirei do que sinto&lt;br /&gt;continuo a busca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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