<?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-4109649548146334171</id><updated>2012-01-17T21:49:48.919-05:00</updated><category term='songs'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Coralie'/><category term='food'/><category term='Decisions'/><category term='Family'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Fêtes'/><category term='Fun stuff'/><category term='Coralie 6 mois'/><category term='misc'/><category term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Sensitive Soul</title><subtitle type='html'>Praise the Lord, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise His holy name. Ps. 103:1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1390080440979490860</id><published>2011-12-01T09:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:00:17.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Countdown to mat leave</title><content type='html'>Je suis fatiguer. J'ai mal partout, surtout dans le bas du corps. Je suis émotive et fragile. Et je suis très bonne pour le caché. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais j'ai finalement décider (avec l'aide de ma chère maman) d'y faire face et d'arrêter d'essayer d'être la femme forte. Et cela m'a beaucoup aidé. Mon medecin m'a mis en congé préventif (maladie) à compté du 5 décembre, mais je passerai 2 journées au bureau la semaine du 5 pour entrainer ma remplacante. Dieu est bon, mes patrons sont SUPER compréhensifs malgré le fait que ca ne fait que 2 mois que je suis avec eux. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voici quelques photos prise avant l'arrivé de notre petit bonhomme. Nous essayerons à nouveau d'en prendre pour nos cartes de noël mais ce n'est pas évident avec Coralie, car elle n'aime pas rester assise pour les photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681173039310418754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkExbfFcrIY/TteUx3Ofs0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/YhRn6qEyBNY/s200/Family%2BNov.%2B20%252C%2B2011-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681173044724136274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H61VKcsb8Bk/TteUyLZOeVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/S0WTIcOyMms/s200/My%2Bbelly%2B2-%2Bnov.%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681174809503241426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwLmxnHQVWw/TteWY5tWlNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5ZLhvJtL0bQ/s200/Mahel%2Bcomme%2Bdu%2Bmiel%2Bet%2BCoco%2BChanel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Photo précieuse de Coralie et sa cousine Mahélie prise à la garderie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-1390080440979490860?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1390080440979490860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/12/countdown-to-mat-leave.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1390080440979490860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1390080440979490860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/12/countdown-to-mat-leave.html' title='Countdown to mat leave'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkExbfFcrIY/TteUx3Ofs0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/YhRn6qEyBNY/s72-c/Family%2BNov.%2B20%252C%2B2011-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5922316357146677817</id><published>2011-10-03T12:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:05:25.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fêtes'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMkTSOwZOkI/TonqXEhkP5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AM7Fp__qvG8/s1600/Coralie%2Bsept.2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659312088840159122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMkTSOwZOkI/TonqXEhkP5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AM7Fp__qvG8/s200/Coralie%2Bsept.2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En fin de semaine passé, nous avons eu du bon temps en famille (juste les girls et les enfants) pour célébrer la fête de notre maman. Voici quelques photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659312083543053026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fIo9etkQ3HU/TonqWwyo0uI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OmXn0ey0kgI/s200/Coralie%2Bet%2BDustin%2BSept.2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Voici Coralie que joue avec Dustin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659312289230471106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LaUP982mA4s/TonqivCVv8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/WfW6Q72_Lqc/s200/mom%2B%2526%2Bkids%2BSept.%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma mère bien entourer (Maddix, Léanne, Dustin, Simon et Coralie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nous avons pris ce temps pour prendre une photo de ma bedaine, puisque je suis déjà rendu à 6 mois et plus. Ma soeur Cheryl est enceinte de 8 mois (ou 9, si vous compter que nous sommes enceinte pendant 10 mois) et notre demi-soeur Josée est enceinte elle aussi mais de 2 mois seulement.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659312273743837586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdU6gWXlpaI/Tonqh1WCeZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Q2jFylQVapw/s200/6%2Bmois%2B-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5922316357146677817?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5922316357146677817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5922316357146677817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5922316357146677817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMkTSOwZOkI/TonqXEhkP5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AM7Fp__qvG8/s72-c/Coralie%2Bsept.2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3157610699050931235</id><published>2011-09-09T13:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:20:57.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je suis toujours en vie, mais cela fait longtemps que j'ai pris le temps de blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je croyais avoir plus de temps durant mon congé de maternité mais ce ne fut pas le cas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puis, le retour au travail fut difficile et occuper. J'ai eu un été très difficile au bureau et avec cette deuxième grossesse je suis plus fatiguer. Disons que l'été as passé vraiment rapidement et que je suis heureuse que la routine normal au bureau s'installe a nouveau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J'ai aussi eu un nouveau poste. Pour racourcir une très longue histoire, ils coupent mon poste car il est trop elever pour la demande de notre bureau. Donc je devais me trouver autre choses, ou attendre que les Ressources Humaines s'occupe de mon cas. Finalement, une dame d'un autre Secteur m'a passé en entrevue au début de la semaine et ils m'ont offert le poste. Je suis tellement reconnaissante car j'avais une crainte que personne ne me prendrais car je suis déjà enceinte de 5 mois et il me reste donc pas beaucoup de temps pour travailler. Dieu répondu a ma demande et je suis dans la joie. Je débute donc mon nouveau poste le 26 septembre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie pour sa part grandit tellement rapidement! Elle parle beaucoup et nous étonne avec ce quelle connais. Voici quelques photos de notre été.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650422198038491778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o52snM4xw0c/TmpVDUkQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kFqjJ9RUPjk/s200/DSC_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nous avons fêter son 1 ans avec nos famille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650422209134945570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QDt0lJGOW0/TmpVD953ZSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SW6pQWHtPBw/s200/%25C3%25A9t%25C3%25A9%2B2011%2B108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Coralie et sa cousine Mahélie aux fraises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650422216698530786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UV3t6ISFfWQ/TmpVEaFKi-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/o0Xw3C92n_s/s200/%25C3%25A9t%25C3%25A9%2B2011%2B203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Coralie aime beaucoup l'auto. Elle aime aussi BEAUCOUP les chevaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650422220494093474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVXkbYTpE3Y/TmpVEoOGPKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/flVJqW-_z1w/s200/%25C3%25A9t%25C3%25A9%2B2011%2B231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Elle aime aussi découvrir de nouvelles choses, tel que le maquillage de maman.&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/4109649548146334171-3157610699050931235?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3157610699050931235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/09/je-suis-toujours-en-vie-mais-cela-fait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3157610699050931235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3157610699050931235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/09/je-suis-toujours-en-vie-mais-cela-fait.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o52snM4xw0c/TmpVDUkQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kFqjJ9RUPjk/s72-c/DSC_0753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6637009250316314883</id><published>2011-04-08T09:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:29:48.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Nouvelle étape pour Coralie</title><content type='html'>Coralie change tellement rapidement. Elle parle de plus en plus, elle nous laisse savoir lorsqu'elle n'aime pas quelque chose, et elle aime beaucoup aller jouer avec les amis à la garderie. Cela me soulage beaucoup, car je me sens très coupable de la laisser. Mais elle dois s'y habituer, et moi aussi, car le travail recommencera pour moi dans un mois. Je n'ai pas hâte, mais cela me sécurise de savoir qu'elle à une bonne garderie et qu'elle aime ca. Une autre nouvelle étape que je ne voulais SURTOUT pas manquer avant mon retour au travail est celle-ci qui c'est produite hier soir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a879e028b96a607" 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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a879e028b96a607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329911587%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11CF925B2D9A8386E9A3EF8D2D58468D64B0E626.56150541E0A0A7A810E831FF96ECD3A9537AAA4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a879e028b96a607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn5PIjrmxPGTE6qj3ftAS_yCmvq0&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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a879e028b96a607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329911587%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11CF925B2D9A8386E9A3EF8D2D58468D64B0E626.56150541E0A0A7A810E831FF96ECD3A9537AAA4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a879e028b96a607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn5PIjrmxPGTE6qj3ftAS_yCmvq0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-6637009250316314883?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6637009250316314883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/04/nouvelle-etape-pour-coralie.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6637009250316314883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6637009250316314883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/04/nouvelle-etape-pour-coralie.html' title='Nouvelle étape pour Coralie'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7770625187174395734</id><published>2011-01-20T15:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:54:07.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>8 mois... comme le temps passe vite</title><content type='html'>Coralie à déjà 8 mois. Elle n'est plus un bébé, mais une petite fille énergétique, joyeuse, souriante, expressive et active. Nous avons tant de plaisir à la voir changer! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigNXY6REI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0kuZOwsTiM4/s1600/DSC05696.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigwRdsAxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BOs_EdvaVHg/s1600/DSC05699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564374090798334738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigwRdsAxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BOs_EdvaVHg/s200/DSC05699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigOtlrQII/AAAAAAAAAOk/bJgX8ICEX0M/s1600/DSC05818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564373514232479874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigOtlrQII/AAAAAAAAAOk/bJgX8ICEX0M/s200/DSC05818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigN3oxHuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2tqXYJYRwC0/s1600/DSC05782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564373499749932770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigN3oxHuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2tqXYJYRwC0/s200/DSC05782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigOHvPcGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HhbKFbr0k70/s1600/DSC05783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564373504072052834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigOHvPcGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/HhbKFbr0k70/s200/DSC05783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-7770625187174395734?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7770625187174395734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/01/8-mois-comme-le-temps-passe-vite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7770625187174395734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7770625187174395734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/01/8-mois-comme-le-temps-passe-vite.html' title='8 mois... comme le temps passe vite'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TTigwRdsAxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BOs_EdvaVHg/s72-c/DSC05699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6796062527237700251</id><published>2011-01-07T10:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:09:45.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Reflections for the New Year</title><content type='html'>The year 2010 was filled with many different emotions for me. I realized for the first time just how insecure and scared I was when it came to change. Not just mundane change (new office, new tasks at work), but real change like a new baby, new responsibilities and new things the Lord wants me to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for Coralie. She is my ray of sunshine. Even on days when she discourages me with her lack of sleep or her crying for no reason, I can still say that she makes me happy. I never thought I would want to be a mom. When I was younger I told people I would never have children. And now, I can't imagine life without her. Just this week I got a call from the daycare where she will be going when I return to work in May. It made my heart break just thinking that I would spend my days away from her. But this was something I knew would happen, and I can honestly say I was in denial and did not want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough with the negative. Coralie has started walking in an old fashion walker that my brother-in-law Yves had when he was young. She runs after the cats and gets into things that she normally couldn't get a hold of. It is facinating seeing her discouver sounds, objects and even people. She is IN LOVE with her cousin Simon. It is so amazing to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2010 also brough changes for my husband. He is now studying to start his own business. It has been quite a change for us. At first he was hardly ever home, working days and in school at night (until 10pm). But since the holidays, he's been home more during the day and it is such a blessing.  I am excited to see the special bond he has with his daughter. And it is fun being able to go out and do things with him during the day. It will be harder when he starts school again next week, but I am learning to be thankful for the little things and to remind myself of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to the year 2011 and all that the Lord will bring into our lives, even if some of those things may not be pleasant. I am excited to see how He will make us grow and change, &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;whether He will give Coralie a little brother or sister.&lt;br /&gt;I am also looking forward to seeing how He will bless those around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-6796062527237700251?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6796062527237700251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6796062527237700251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6796062527237700251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections-for-new-year.html' title='Reflections for the New Year'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-2408265906406461579</id><published>2010-12-14T15:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:24:51.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie 6 mois'/><title type='text'>La neige</title><content type='html'>Le temps froid est arrivé. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voici quelques photos de Coralie qui en profite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSPX_jd2I/AAAAAAAAANw/daJAUj7KhTc/s1600/DSC05604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550636227337877346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSPX_jd2I/AAAAAAAAANw/daJAUj7KhTc/s200/DSC05604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSQorhqPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hfAGu1Qcobk/s1600/DSC05602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550636248997144818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSQorhqPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hfAGu1Qcobk/s200/DSC05602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSPxJFeqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Gzpm0Hvjojc/s1600/Coralie%2BNoel%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 146px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550636234088741538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSPxJFeqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Gzpm0Hvjojc/s200/Coralie%2BNoel%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4109649548146334171-2408265906406461579?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/2408265906406461579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/12/la-neige.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2408265906406461579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2408265906406461579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/12/la-neige.html' title='La neige'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TQfSPX_jd2I/AAAAAAAAANw/daJAUj7KhTc/s72-c/DSC05604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-2495471046381445289</id><published>2010-11-08T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:55:01.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Belle fin de semaine</title><content type='html'>Voici quelques photos de notre fin de semaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOf5u7jYI/AAAAAAAAANo/MPhxNeowb24/s1600/DSC05260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191683088420226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOf5u7jYI/AAAAAAAAANo/MPhxNeowb24/s200/DSC05260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOfmTT6bI/AAAAAAAAANg/MgsUeGKt2js/s1600/DSC05235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191677872302514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOfmTT6bI/AAAAAAAAANg/MgsUeGKt2js/s200/DSC05235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie s'est bien amuser avec son cousin Maddix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOebvckLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JIT_dIkGzhk/s1600/DSC05195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191657857650866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOebvckLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JIT_dIkGzhk/s200/DSC05195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOeHx4P4I/AAAAAAAAANI/jUqnBvKaZkg/s1600/DSC05199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191652499144578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOeHx4P4I/AAAAAAAAANI/jUqnBvKaZkg/s200/DSC05199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOezCo3VI/AAAAAAAAANY/BJJiky_mN7Q/s1600/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191664112164178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOezCo3VI/AAAAAAAAANY/BJJiky_mN7Q/s200/DSC05196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-2495471046381445289?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/2495471046381445289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/11/belle-fin-de-semaine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2495471046381445289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2495471046381445289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/11/belle-fin-de-semaine.html' title='Belle fin de semaine'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TNgOf5u7jYI/AAAAAAAAANo/MPhxNeowb24/s72-c/DSC05260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-4180111260924680766</id><published>2010-11-04T21:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:24:59.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Is the artist dead or on vacation?</title><content type='html'>I am not one to be open about my struggles, however I think it is important to let people see who we really are. Maybe it's because when I see someone who is struggling, I often can relate, and it makes me feel less alone.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not blaming motherhood, although it seems to have happened at the same time, but I feel that my artistic side has disappeared. I used to love making cards and painting on wood. I even got a few compliments from co-workers and friends. I have always LOVED to dance, and been in classes for a few years now. I love to sing. But lately, I cant seem to keep up in my dance class. And when I heard my voice at a recording today, I was actually discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... God reminds me that HE is the grand artist. He is the one who gives talents, and they should be used to glorify Him. Maybe I was too selfish with what He had granted me. Maybe that's why I am so discouraged because the things I love are requiring more effort these days. Doesn't mean they are gone, only that I have to work harder at them. AND most of all, I need to be humbled and reminded that they should be used to bring glory to the One who deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe the artist in me has only left on a vacation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-4180111260924680766?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/4180111260924680766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-artist-dead-or-on-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/4180111260924680766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/4180111260924680766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-artist-dead-or-on-vacation.html' title='Is the artist dead or on vacation?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-286297027122767251</id><published>2010-09-02T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:32:51.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Coralie s'amuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CYrqojeI/AAAAAAAAANA/OKJnzmNn4eI/s1600/DSC04487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512338198218968546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CYrqojeI/AAAAAAAAANA/OKJnzmNn4eI/s200/DSC04487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coralie a deux bons chiens qui sont très doux avec elle. La voici avec Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CXmDX1MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rmoJZwLAG_k/s1600/DSC04467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512338179532248258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CXmDX1MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rmoJZwLAG_k/s200/DSC04467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avons reçu un beau jouet que Coralie a découvert cette semaine. Elle s'amuse a merveille!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CW45oC1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/3e0YM5pHm9M/s1600/DSC04437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512338167411772242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CW45oC1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/3e0YM5pHm9M/s200/DSC04437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La voici en comagnie de son cousin Maddix. Coralie aime beaucoup ses cousins et sa cousine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CWW0OHgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TNoN5kLhSyg/s1600/DSC04430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512338158262296066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CWW0OHgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TNoN5kLhSyg/s200/DSC04430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est rare qu'elle nous fait une belle façon lorsque nous la mettons dans son siege d'auto, alors nous en avons profiter pour prendre cette photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CVuuFltI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ATv_oYjXbR4/s1600/DSC04377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512338147499153106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CVuuFltI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ATv_oYjXbR4/s200/DSC04377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle aime toujours son tapis de jeux, et s'est retourner sur le dos pour la premiere et seule fois il y a deux semaines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est vraiment une joie pour moi de pouvoir être à la maison et voir Coralie changer! Les nouveaux sons qu'elle fait m'émerveille!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-286297027122767251?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/286297027122767251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/09/coralie-samuse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/286297027122767251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/286297027122767251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/09/coralie-samuse.html' title='Coralie s&apos;amuse'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TH_CYrqojeI/AAAAAAAAANA/OKJnzmNn4eI/s72-c/DSC04487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5745759589646918627</id><published>2010-08-02T12:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:40:51.876-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Activités avec Coralie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La semaine dernière, Adam, Coralie et moi-même sommes aller au Parc Omega avec les parents d'Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie a pu voir les chevreuilles de près:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0C06EsMI/AAAAAAAAALw/GteKfgxq8p8/s1600/DSC04249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852324278776002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0C06EsMI/AAAAAAAAALw/GteKfgxq8p8/s200/DSC04249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coralie aime beaucoup visiter ses cousins Simon et Léanne:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0DXTmZyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9IKn-osCUrM/s1600/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852333512648482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0DXTmZyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9IKn-osCUrM/s200/DSC04186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie sourit de plus en plus et commence à faire des bruits comme si elle voulais nous parler. Elle aime beaucoup son tapis de jeux avec le soleil qui joue des chants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0D9M_J4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/bVA4Uqhqv9s/s1600/DSC04301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852343685457794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0D9M_J4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/bVA4Uqhqv9s/s200/DSC04301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie n'est pas un bébé colleux, mais elle aime beaucoup son papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0DvAIlEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WzGNAxnE8Dk/s1600/DSC04290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852339873453122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0DvAIlEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WzGNAxnE8Dk/s200/DSC04290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0EdnfoTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cF4fZFndmVU/s1600/DSC04308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852352386572594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0EdnfoTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cF4fZFndmVU/s200/DSC04308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-5745759589646918627?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5745759589646918627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/08/activites-avec-coralie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5745759589646918627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5745759589646918627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/08/activites-avec-coralie.html' title='Activités avec Coralie'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TFb0C06EsMI/AAAAAAAAALw/GteKfgxq8p8/s72-c/DSC04249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1886777786001298573</id><published>2010-07-20T18:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:47:04.692-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Photos de Coralie à 2 mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnA6snSXI/AAAAAAAAALo/hnmmn1SGNDY/s1600/Coralie+2+mois+(124).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496123291962132850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnA6snSXI/AAAAAAAAALo/hnmmn1SGNDY/s200/Coralie+2+mois+(124).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnAHKiGoI/AAAAAAAAALY/jvbh-IOPEVk/s1600/Coralie+2+mois+(73).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496123278128978562" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnAHKiGoI/AAAAAAAAALY/jvbh-IOPEVk/s200/Coralie+2+mois+(73).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coralie nous fait de plus en plus de sourire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnAbEvA9I/AAAAAAAAALg/_erpWRuFSoA/s1600/Coralie+2+mois+(99).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496123283473368018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnAbEvA9I/AAAAAAAAALg/_erpWRuFSoA/s200/Coralie+2+mois+(99).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même les animaux aime jouer avec elle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYm_RcXQuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MnN8mycvcZQ/s1600/Coralie+2+mois+(37).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496123263708250850" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYm_RcXQuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MnN8mycvcZQ/s200/Coralie+2+mois+(37).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle change tellement vite. À présent, les gens me disent qu'elle me ressemble! Ca me fait bien plaisir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4109649548146334171-1886777786001298573?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1886777786001298573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/photos-de-coralie-2-mois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1886777786001298573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1886777786001298573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/photos-de-coralie-2-mois.html' title='Photos de Coralie à 2 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TEYnA6snSXI/AAAAAAAAALo/hnmmn1SGNDY/s72-c/Coralie+2+mois+(124).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-9157277237446924764</id><published>2010-07-16T13:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:54:09.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>2 mois</title><content type='html'>Ca fait deux mois que je suis devenue une maman. C'est fou comment le temps passe rapidement!&lt;br /&gt;Je désir vous avouer que très souvent je me sens incompétante et dépasser par mes émotions. Je trouve cela TRÈS difficile l'entendre pleurer (elle le fait surtout lorsqu'elle ne veut pas aller se coucher ou bien en fin de journée lorsqu'elle est tanné des distractions et ne sais plus quoi faire d'elle-même).&lt;br /&gt;Je ne pensais pas me sentir comme cela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais... quelle joie d'avoir ce petit trésor dans ma vie! Elle est un rayon de soleil! Même lorsque je suis super fatiguer, Dieu me donne l'énergie et l'amour nécessaire pour prendre bien soin d'elle. Elle ne semble pas trouver que je fais une si mauvaise job :)&lt;br /&gt;C'est vraiment spéciale de voir comment Dieu nous à créer avec tout ce qui est nécessaire pour prendre soin de nos enfants!! Je Lui rends gloire pour cela!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-9157277237446924764?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/9157277237446924764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-mois.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/9157277237446924764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/9157277237446924764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-mois.html' title='2 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-9108606127785151061</id><published>2010-07-12T16:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:31:54.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Vaccins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TDyw4H7xZsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-Qn6LHWcMfk/s1600/DSC03376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493460123734075074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TDyw4H7xZsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-Qn6LHWcMfk/s200/DSC03376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hier matin ma mère et moi avons accompagnés Coralie pour ses vaccins de 2 mois. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je vous confesse que j'étais TRÈS nerveuse et j'avais peur pour elle. Je ne savais pas du tout comment elle réagirait. De plus, notre rendez-vous a été devancer alors Coralie dormais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle a bien fait ca. Elle a crier bien sur, mais cela n'a pas durer longtemps et nous avons pu la consoler facilement. Elle a dormis pendant 3 heures après le vaccins et au retour à la maison à beaucoup dormis. Elle m'a fait une nuit plutôt difficile en se réveillant au 2 heures (je dois vous confesser qu'elle dormais des 4-6 heures d'affiler depuis près d'un mois) mais elle semble bien aller aujourd'hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est vraiment un apprentissage pour moi d'être mère. Non seulement parce que tout est nouveau, mais aussi parce-que mes craintes sont plus fortes et plus apparantes. L'ennemi connais mes faiblesse et ne se gène pas pour les utiliser! Il rempli ma tête de faussetés face à mes compétances. Merci Seigneur pour mon mari, ma famille et mes amies qui me rassure et m'encourage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-9108606127785151061?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/9108606127785151061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/vaccins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/9108606127785151061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/9108606127785151061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/07/vaccins.html' title='Vaccins'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TDyw4H7xZsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-Qn6LHWcMfk/s72-c/DSC03376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8542644149564826394</id><published>2010-06-22T14:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:50:43.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Coralie fait peur à maman</title><content type='html'>Dans la nuit de samedi à dimanche, Coralie à décider de dormir un 7h d’affiler, ce qui était une première! Nous l’avons mis dans son lit à 20h car elle était épuiser de sa journée.&lt;br /&gt;Je me suis réveiller vers 2ham et je suis allée voir si tout allais bien, car je n’étais pas habituer qu’elle dorme autant, et je suis mère poule.&lt;br /&gt;Lorsque j'ai regardée dans son lit, et je ne la vois pas. (Nous la couchons sur mon oreiller thérapeutique en angle) Par contre, j’entends respirer.  J'ai commencer à paniquer... où était passé mon bébé???&lt;br /&gt;Je lève la couverture pour la retrouver dans le fond de sa bassinette en boule . J’ai tout de suite appelé Adam pour qu’il vienne voir (il était réveiller bien sûr).&lt;br /&gt;Nous avons bien rit, mais j’ai aussi eu beaucoup de misère à me rendormir car j’avais peur que cela se reproduise. (En passant, nous mettons habituellement mon oreiller d’allaitement au bout de l’oreiller sur laquelle elle dort pour éviter ceci, mais cette fois là nous l'avions oublier).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle m'a fait une de ces peur!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avons donc décider qu'il était tant que nous la m'étions à plat dans son lit. Elle bouge tellement notre petite grenouille.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-8542644149564826394?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8542644149564826394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/coralie-fait-peur-maman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8542644149564826394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8542644149564826394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/coralie-fait-peur-maman.html' title='Coralie fait peur à maman'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6978609857000823066</id><published>2010-06-15T10:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:19:10.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Déjà un mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le temps passe vraiment vite depuis l'arrivée de Coralie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notre petite grenouille (surnon à cause de la façon qu'elle place ses jambes) à déjà un mois. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nous sommes toujours aussi émerveillés par sa personne et les changements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je rends gloire à Dieu de nous l'avoir prêter! Elle est une joie, même lorsqu'elle ne dors pas beaucoup :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBeLvZu2VFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aOgvFXUH0qs/s1600/Coralie_16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483004717824365650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBeLvZu2VFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aOgvFXUH0qs/s200/Coralie_16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBeLuwBqx6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/X8DPLSKm8OE/s1600/Coralie_05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483004706629011362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBeLuwBqx6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/X8DPLSKm8OE/s200/Coralie_05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4109649548146334171-6978609857000823066?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6978609857000823066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/deja-un-mois.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6978609857000823066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6978609857000823066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/deja-un-mois.html' title='Déjà un mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBeLvZu2VFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aOgvFXUH0qs/s72-c/Coralie_16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6300326367793149566</id><published>2010-06-11T11:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:35:52.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie (Coco pour son cousin Simon) as beaucoup de chance d'avoir des cousins aussi prêt en age avec elle. Simon (le fils ainé de ma soeur Cheryl) ainsi que Léanne (la fille de 10 mois de Cheryl) aime beaucoup leurs cousine. En voici la preuve:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXKqhKkgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0My5pI8dhiw/s1600/DSC03371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481539537187017218" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXKqhKkgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0My5pI8dhiw/s200/DSC03371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXKAXt4pI/AAAAAAAAAKA/RfO0AtM_OIE/s1600/DSC03372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481539525873099410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXKAXt4pI/AAAAAAAAAKA/RfO0AtM_OIE/s200/DSC03372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nous sommes aussi aller visiter Luke, le petit de mon amie Chantale. Elle sera béni d'avoir autant d'ami de son age :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXqmE10oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DtLpD_nndNQ/s1600/DSC03380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481540085750289026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXqmE10oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DtLpD_nndNQ/s200/DSC03380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4109649548146334171-6300326367793149566?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6300326367793149566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6300326367793149566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6300326367793149566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/TBJXKqhKkgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0My5pI8dhiw/s72-c/DSC03371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5983827158077384748</id><published>2010-05-27T11:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:48:28.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coralie'/><title type='text'>Je vous présente Coralie Ruth Pelletier</title><content type='html'>Notre belle Coralie est né le 15 mai à 20h28. Nous l'attendions avec impatience. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SGYyh6dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_n-MpDuzi6Q/s1600/DSC03841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475974835360360914" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SGYyh6dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_n-MpDuzi6Q/s200/DSC03841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo prise la journee avant son arrivée. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SF8AO6wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nVURQ47M1aY/s1600/DSC03332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475974827633208066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SF8AO6wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nVURQ47M1aY/s200/DSC03332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le matin après son arrivée.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SG0UccTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c3eiFXtjX9M/s1600/DSC03901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475974842750366002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SG0UccTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c3eiFXtjX9M/s200/DSC03901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coralie, papa et maman se porte bien. Notre petite puce boit bien, grandit vite et prend un bon poid. Elle dors bien la nuit depuis quelques jours ce qui fait du bien aux parents.&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/4109649548146334171-5983827158077384748?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5983827158077384748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/05/je-vous-presente-coralie-ruth-pelletier.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5983827158077384748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5983827158077384748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/05/je-vous-presente-coralie-ruth-pelletier.html' title='Je vous présente Coralie Ruth Pelletier'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S_6SGYyh6dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_n-MpDuzi6Q/s72-c/DSC03841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8859685892301194812</id><published>2010-05-05T08:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T08:27:57.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>Congé de maternité</title><content type='html'>Lorsque j'ai été mis en arrêt de travail, je m'étais dit que j'allais faire la mise à jour de mon blog à toute les semaines. Bon, ca fait plus de 3 semaines que je suis en congé et c'est la première fois que je m'y met. Ce n'est pas que je n'ai pas eu le temps (malgré le fait que je me garde vraiment occuper), mais plutôt que je ne savais pas quoi écrire. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je prend le temps aujourd'hui pour vous faire part de quelques photos que j'ai prise depuis le début de mon congé. Voici ce qui ce passe chez nous :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mon chat Bibitte à trouver un trou de taupe et il à fait son chasseur. Voici le résultat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-FjwWJ0MGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X6rOsIulDHQ/s1600/DSC03769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467761104836112482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-FjwWJ0MGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X6rOsIulDHQ/s200/DSC03769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je voulais faire une courtepointe pour le lit de Coralie. Je m'y suis mis, et voici un apperçu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-Fja-iLySI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XDjNyce3kCM/s1600/DSC03790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467760737718618402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-Fja-iLySI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XDjNyce3kCM/s200/DSC03790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La chambre de Coralie est presque prête pour son arriver. Voici une photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-FjbGlaAoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_HNZVTsKtI4/s1600/DSC03794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467760739879617154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-FjbGlaAoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_HNZVTsKtI4/s200/DSC03794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-8859685892301194812?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8859685892301194812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/05/conge-de-maternite.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8859685892301194812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8859685892301194812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/05/conge-de-maternite.html' title='Congé de maternité'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S-FjwWJ0MGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X6rOsIulDHQ/s72-c/DSC03769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5387078054224657043</id><published>2010-03-27T16:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T16:39:51.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>7 mois</title><content type='html'>Je suis dans mon 7e mois de grossesse. Ca fait bizarre de penser que la petite arrivera sous peu. Elle bouge beaucoup, surtout lorsque je mange ou lorsqu'il est temps de manger. Elle sera peut-etre gourmande :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici quelques photos prise lors de ma 31e semaine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65roat2ojI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ryVyidJ6DNw/s1600/DSC03639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453414540902834738" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65roat2ojI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ryVyidJ6DNw/s200/DSC03639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65rn-yFeNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LXT8fskhQ9M/s1600/DSC03627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453414533404391634" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65rn-yFeNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LXT8fskhQ9M/s200/DSC03627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65sESj0KqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iybgJx3UsxE/s1600/DSC03618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453415019749583522" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65sESj0KqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iybgJx3UsxE/s200/DSC03618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avons aussi commencer à peindre la chambre de Coralie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65su4ROvwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TsJh9OwXzBs/s1600/DSC03430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453415751426686722" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65su4ROvwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TsJh9OwXzBs/s200/DSC03430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65svPO4ctI/AAAAAAAAAJI/l1mOwZtyogk/s1600/DSC03439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453415757590852306" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65svPO4ctI/AAAAAAAAAJI/l1mOwZtyogk/s200/DSC03439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5387078054224657043?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5387078054224657043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/03/7-mois.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5387078054224657043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5387078054224657043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/03/7-mois.html' title='7 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S65roat2ojI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ryVyidJ6DNw/s72-c/DSC03639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5456325955647068468</id><published>2010-03-22T09:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:37:57.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>La prière</title><content type='html'>Ca fait un bout que je n'ai pas fait de mise à jour. Je blâme mon mari et le fait que pour son nouveau travail (il se part en affaire avec notre voisin qui à déjà sa compagnie de toiture) il apporte notre camera digitale pour prendre des photos et vidéo des jobs qu'ils font. Donc, je n'avais pas eu la chance de "downloader" les photos récente de ma bedaine. J'ai finalement eu l'opportunité hier soir alors j'essaierai de vous faire part de quelques photos ce soir ou au courant de la semaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce mois-ci à l'église de Gatineau nous nous penchons sur le sujet de la prière, et j’en suis reconnaissante. Les prédications m’apportent à réfléchir sur ma vie de prière et les changements que j’ai à faire. J’ai réalisé que je ne prie pas activement pour les sujet et personnes que j’ai à cœur.  Ce n’est pas que je ne crois pas que Dieu peut agir, mais je suis devenu passive. Je laisse les distractions de ce monde m’empêcher de prendre un temps de silence avec Dieu et de Lui ouvrir mon cœur.  J’avoue avoir aussi perdu ce fardeau pour mes proches. Oh, je prie pour eux, mais pas avec un zèle ni avec persévérance comme Dieu nous le demande dans les écritures. Et surtout, sans une entière soumission à la volonté du Seigneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cette semaine, nous avons été mis au défi de prendre un bloc de 15 minutes et de prier pour des sujets spécifique.  Je suis une personne qui aime un horaire, donc je souhaite que cette semaine me donne le désir et la motivation de me fixer un horaire de prière quotidien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es-ce que je peux prier pour vous? Avez vous des sujets de prières dont vous aimeriez que j’apporte devant notre grand Dieu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5456325955647068468?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5456325955647068468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/03/la-priere.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5456325955647068468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5456325955647068468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/03/la-priere.html' title='La prière'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8804117182306234033</id><published>2010-01-29T10:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:51:20.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>6 mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aujourd'hui, je débute mon 6e mois de grossesse.&lt;br /&gt;Ca passe tellement rapidement! Et j'en suis reconnaissante, car j'ai bien hâte de voir son visage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nuit dernière, je l'ai sentie se tourner. Comme si elle fesais une culbutte. C'était très bizarre et excitant! Par après, j'ai commencer à m'inquièter: Es-ce que son cordon ombilical pourrais se prendre autours de son cou?? Boff, vous pouvez voir que c'est ma première grossesse, penser des choses comme celle-là.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avons pris des photos de ma bedaine qui grandi très vite! J'essayerai de vous en partager quelques-unes bientôt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tel que promis, voici quelques photos au début de mon 6e mois.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEs_EuYBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pu8I0rJbpZg/s1600-h/6+mois+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433457383826153490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEs_EuYBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pu8I0rJbpZg/s200/6+mois+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEsCt4VyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CBup9IY3pRQ/s1600-h/6+mois+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433457367624210210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEsCt4VyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CBup9IY3pRQ/s200/6+mois+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEsSmpZmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T4IJfFBkAMU/s1600-h/6+mois+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433457371888838242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEsSmpZmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/T4IJfFBkAMU/s200/6+mois+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4109649548146334171-8804117182306234033?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8804117182306234033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-mois.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8804117182306234033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8804117182306234033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-mois.html' title='6 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S2eEs_EuYBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pu8I0rJbpZg/s72-c/6+mois+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8798623999830241518</id><published>2010-01-28T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:06:09.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Être une lumière</title><content type='html'>Depuis quelques temps, notre nouveau Pasteur, Norman Joseph, ainsi que le groupe de louange, mettent un accent particulier sur partager notre foi avec les gens qui nous entourent.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai toujours eu beaucoup de misère à faire cela. Surtout de saisir les opportunités que Dieu place devant moi. Et je sais que c’est par crainte de ce que les gens penseront de moi que je me tais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce matin, Dieu m’a mis à cœur de lire dans Galates. Le verset 10 du chapitre 1 m’a particulièrement parlé :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Qu'en pensez-vous maintenant? Est-ce la faveur des hommes que je recherche ou celle de Dieu? Mon désir est-il de plaire aux hommes? Si je cherchais encore à plaire aux hommes, je ne serais pas serviteur du Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je dois répondre que « oui » je recherche plus la faveur des hommes que de Dieu. Mon cœur désir vraiment faire la volonté du Seigneur et de suivre Ses voies, mais lorsque vient le temps de dire les vrais choses, de partager ma foi ou même d’encourager quelqu’un à faire le bien, mon désir de plaire aux hommes prend le dessus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma prière est que Dieu continue de me donner des opportunités de parler de Lui, ainsi qu’encourager ceux qui m’entoure par Sa parole et qu’Il me rappel que je Le sers, et qu’Il désir m’utiliser pour toucher des cœurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-8798623999830241518?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8798623999830241518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/etre-une-lumiere.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8798623999830241518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8798623999830241518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/etre-une-lumiere.html' title='Être une lumière'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3200723580337354811</id><published>2010-01-20T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:15:00.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Redirected</title><content type='html'>I was reading the Daily Bread today and wanted to share with you the Bible passage and thought from the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 16:9 A man’s heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;…When our dreams are shattered, how do we react? After Joseph was sold as a slave by his brothers he could have given in to self-pity and self-indulgence. Instead, Joseph remained true to the Lord. Four times in Genesis 39, we read that “the Lord was with Joseph”, and his actions revealed his own faithfulness to God. By his exemplary life, those he served in Egypt recognized God’s presence with him.&lt;br /&gt;Do we love God more than our own dreams? Although Joseph must have grieved the loss of his past and what his life could have been; the Lord led him to a calling he had never imagined. Today, the Lord longs to lead us. Are we willing to be redirected by Him?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How my heart is hard at times and not open to the Lord directing me and changing the plans that I had made for myself and my family! How selfish and self-centered I am to think that I know better than He does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this thought not only touch our hearts, but also change our actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-3200723580337354811?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3200723580337354811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/redirected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3200723580337354811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3200723580337354811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/redirected.html' title='Redirected'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1201838806362114806</id><published>2010-01-06T10:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:23:31.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>La décoration</title><content type='html'>Les semaines de ma grossesse avancent. Je suis dans ma 19e semaine. Lorsque j'atteindrai la 20e je serai à mis chemain. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est une expérience incroyable de penser qu'il y a un être qui grandi dans moi. Et elle bouge, me fesant signe de vie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je commence à être très exciter de décorer la chambre pour son arrivée! Adam et moi avons choisi les couleurs, mais nous attendons la fin de l'hiver pour peindre. Je trouve cela bien difficile d'attendre, mais je sais que mon mari à beaucoup d'autres projets en tête qui requiert son attentions immediate (ie. isolé la cave). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je voulais vous partager ma trouvaille pour la chambre de ma cocotte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma soeur Jessica et moi travaillons dans le même édifice au centre-ville d'Ottawa. Il y a beaucoup de boutique dans le coin, dont un magasin qui vent des oeuvres d'art. Je passe à côté de se magasin tout les matins et j'aime regarder les nouveautés dans leur vitrines. Avant les fêtes ils avais mis des peintures qui m'ont fait rêver. Je me suis dit que si le bébé était une fille, je voudrais bien mettre une de ces oeuvres dans sa chambre. Alors, cette semaine, lors de mon retours au bureau, Jessica et moi sommes aller dans ce magasin pour voir les oeuvres. En voici quelques unes que j'ai choisi pour la chambre. J'aurai des reproduction dans des petits cadres, car je ne veux pas dépenser une fortune!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les oeuvres sont fait par Gaëlle Boissonnard. Peux-etre vous charmera-t-elle aussi?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S0SqsqNTEoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GrjNQuvuBHk/s1600-h/Ga%C3%ABlle+B+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423647535481950850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S0SqsqNTEoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GrjNQuvuBHk/s200/Ga%C3%ABlle+B+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S0SqsrVUzxI/AAAAAAAAAII/0wrlOh-sXJs/s1600-h/Ga%C3%ABlle+B+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423647535784054546" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S0SqsrVUzxI/AAAAAAAAAII/0wrlOh-sXJs/s200/Ga%C3%ABlle+B+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4109649548146334171-1201838806362114806?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1201838806362114806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-decoration.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1201838806362114806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1201838806362114806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-decoration.html' title='La décoration'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/S0SqsqNTEoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GrjNQuvuBHk/s72-c/Ga%C3%ABlle+B+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-2394584726374700334</id><published>2009-12-31T14:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:02:31.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Un regard sur l'année 2009</title><content type='html'>La fin de l’année 2009 m’apporte à réfléchir sur les bontés de Dieu ainsi que sur mes manquements au courant de l’année qui vient de passée.&lt;br /&gt;Mon cœur est remplis de reconnaissances; pour mon mari, et le bébé qui grandi dans mon ventre, pour la patience et l’amour de mon Sauveur, pour ma famille et les amies que Dieu place dans ma vie. Pour mes animaux, ma maison et le travail que Dieu m’a donné. Pour la santé et aussi pour les moments difficiles où j’ai vu la main de Dieu dans ma vie et celle de ceux que j’aime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais, vous savez, je suis une mélancolique et c’est plus facile pour moi de voir les endroits ou j’ai failli durant l’an 2009. C’est pour cette raison que j’ai énuméré le positif en premier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’étais pénible de passé à travers les manquements que j’ai eu durant l’année, mais cela m’apporte à voir ou je dois travailler durant l’année 2010! Car Dieu est bon, Il continue de me donner le souffle de vie chaque matin! Et je désir Le glorifier chaque jour qu’Il me prêtera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour quelles raison êtes-vous reconnaissant?&lt;br /&gt;Avez-vous pris quelques instants pour Le remercier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que l’année 2010 nous apporte chaqu’un (e)s plus prêt de notre Grand Dieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-2394584726374700334?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/2394584726374700334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-regard-sur-lannee-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2394584726374700334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2394584726374700334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-regard-sur-lannee-2009.html' title='Un regard sur l&apos;année 2009'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1338682567106039306</id><published>2009-12-23T08:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:28:33.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Et le bébé sera....</title><content type='html'>Nous avons eu l'échographie hier après-midi! C'était vraiment excitant. Je me sentais un peu nerveuse toute la matinée. J'avais vraiment hâte de voir le bébé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam et moi sommes arrivé à la clinique privé un peu plus tôt. Ah l'attente!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalement, une dame appel mon nom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La dame qui a fait notre écho était super gentille. J'étais émerveiller de voir le corps de notre bébé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lorsqu'elle nous a dévoiller le sexe du bébé je me suis mis à pleurer. Mon coeur désirais tant une petite fille, et Dieu savais que c'étais ce qu'Il nous donnerais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donc c'est avec beaucoup de joie que je vous montre quelques photos de notre petite puce, Coralie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIapdyuleI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OWz-E4B28tU/s1600-h/DSC03052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418422601354483170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIapdyuleI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OWz-E4B28tU/s200/DSC03052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIap4rjh6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/cUzikur2Xck/s1600-h/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418422608572155810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIap4rjh6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/cUzikur2Xck/s200/DSC03059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIaqHyFG8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uWomVBAUIcE/s1600-h/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418422612626054082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIaqHyFG8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uWomVBAUIcE/s200/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La date prévu pour l'accouchement est le 28 mai 2010!! &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/4109649548146334171-1338682567106039306?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1338682567106039306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/et-le-bebe-sera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1338682567106039306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1338682567106039306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/et-le-bebe-sera.html' title='Et le bébé sera....'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SzIapdyuleI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OWz-E4B28tU/s72-c/DSC03052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7878594373762260799</id><published>2009-12-15T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:22:47.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>4 mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le temps passe vite. Encore plus rapidement lorsque le temps des fêtes approche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis déjà à 4 mois de grossesse. Nous aurons notre première échographie mardi prochain le 22 décembre. Dieu voulant nous saurons si nous aurons un garçon ou une fille! Nous avons bien hâte!&lt;br /&gt;J’ai deux amies qui sont enceinte en même temps que mois. Une se nomme Roxanne et elle est une amie d’école. Nous avons 2 semaines de différences, et elle vient d’apprendre qu’elle aura un garçon! Nous planifions prendre des cours d’aqua forme ensemble et je prie que Dieu permettra que je lui parle de mon Sauveur durant notre temps ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;Mon autre amie ce nomme Chantale. Ce sera son deuxième enfant. Je suis reconnaissante au Seigneur de permettre que je vive ceci en même temps qu’elle. Nous pouvons partager nos bobos et Dieu voulant nous pourrons faire plein d’activités ensemble lors de notre congé de maternité.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis reconnaissante aussi que la grossesse se déroule bien. Je n’ai pas eu de nausées et depuis que j’ai recommencé à avoir le goût de manger, j’ai aussi un regain d’énergie.&lt;br /&gt;Ce que je trouvais plate c’était l’habillement. Puisque je travail dans un bureau, je dois m’habiller en vêtements propres. Mes pantalons et jupes ne me font plus depuis un mois et je ne désire pas dépenser beaucoup d’argent sur des vêtements. J’ai reçu un lien d’une collègue au bureau pour un Body Band. C’est un morceau de matériel élastique que les femmes enceinte (ou qui ont accouché) porte par dessus leurs pantalons ou jupe. Je peux laisser mes pantalons détaché et se matériel garde mes pantalons en place. Je suis TELLEMENT heureuse de pouvoir continuer de porter mes vêtements de tous les jours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici quelques photos de ma bedaine. La semaine prochaine, j’aurai les photos de notre petit miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3MSu4_fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HJo1A6hY1YQ/s1600-h/4+mois+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415498498751135218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3MSu4_fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HJo1A6hY1YQ/s200/4+mois+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3L8hiJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3Ay1qV5tWnY/s1600-h/4+mois+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415498492789532626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3L8hiJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3Ay1qV5tWnY/s200/4+mois+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nous avons aussi essayer de prendre des photos pour nos cartes de Noël. Puisque nous n'avons pas d'enfants, je voulais essayer avec nos animaux. Bon, comme vous pouvez voir, ce n'est VRAIMENT pas facile. Mais celle-ci est la meilleur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3MtA16bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/or_eNMafEJQ/s1600-h/4+mois+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415498505805752754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3MtA16bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/or_eNMafEJQ/s200/4+mois+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4109649548146334171-7878594373762260799?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7878594373762260799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-mois.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7878594373762260799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7878594373762260799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-mois.html' title='4 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sye3MSu4_fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HJo1A6hY1YQ/s72-c/4+mois+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8064918327430097243</id><published>2009-12-08T10:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:03:29.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Anniversaire de Mariage</title><content type='html'>Si vous m'auriez demandé il y a 3 ou 4 ans si Adam et moi serions de retour ensemble en 2009 je vous aurais dit NON. Encore moins marier depuis 2 ans. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais nous avons un GRAND Dieu qui est capable de faire "infiniment au delà de tout ce que nous demandons ou pensons" (Éph. 3: 20). Et mon couple en est la preuve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je suis tellement reconnaissante d'avoir un aussi GRAND Dieu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et aujourd'hui, je veux le remercier d'avoir remis Adam dans ma vie, ainsi que pour les 2 années de mariage que nous célébrons aujourd'hui même!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54FSR5FCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/avvBoQBiiKI/s1600-h/Mackenzie+King-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412895834347476002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54FSR5FCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/avvBoQBiiKI/s200/Mackenzie+King-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54F85AxVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aZEYsCscoWw/s1600-h/smiles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412895845785847122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54F85AxVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aZEYsCscoWw/s200/smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54b8OBY8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/EctFsjrqhxM/s1600-h/Gasp%C3%A9+Trip+July+09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412896223562654658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54b8OBY8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/EctFsjrqhxM/s200/Gasp%C3%A9+Trip+July+09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-8064918327430097243?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8064918327430097243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/anniversaire-de-mariage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8064918327430097243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8064918327430097243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/12/anniversaire-de-mariage.html' title='Anniversaire de Mariage'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sx54FSR5FCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/avvBoQBiiKI/s72-c/Mackenzie+King-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5250139761924653803</id><published>2009-11-24T09:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:15:03.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>La mémoire</title><content type='html'>Mon mari a toujours dit qu'il avait besoin de moi et ma mémoire pour ses rendez-vous ainsi que sa liste d'épicerie :) Ca me faisait grandement plaisir de l'entendre dire ceci au gens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais, depuis quelques semaines, j'ai perdu cette mémoire! Je crois que mon bébé l'a prise!! C'est fou comment j'oublie tout. Je peux m'écrire quelque chose sur la main en espérant m'en rappeler, mais cela n'aide pas. Et je suis si gêner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es-ce que vous avez vécu cela aussi?? Es-ce que ca passe ou je dois attendre l'accouchement pour la retrouver cette mémoire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5250139761924653803?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5250139761924653803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-memoire.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5250139761924653803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5250139761924653803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-memoire.html' title='La mémoire'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-544447364459211090</id><published>2009-11-13T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:31:26.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 mois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finalement, je me suis décidé de prendre mes premières photos de la grossesse. Je voulais attendre d'avoir mon 3 mois. Mais je vous dis, la bedaine à commencer à paraître assez rapidement! Je ne fais plus dans la plupart de mes pantalons de travail (ni les jupes bien entendu) et j'ai du changer de brassière.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Je ne me plains pas!! Ca complique simplement ma garde-robe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403595753388486002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sv1ttU6HrXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1GvPeTXdnzI/s200/3+mois+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-544447364459211090?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/544447364459211090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-mois.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/544447364459211090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/544447364459211090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-mois.html' title='3 mois'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sv1ttU6HrXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1GvPeTXdnzI/s72-c/3+mois+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8838791563634561830</id><published>2009-11-11T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:41:52.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Jour du Souvenir</title><content type='html'>Je dois vous avouer que je ne me souviens pas de grand chose que j'ai apprise dans mes cours d'histoire concernant la guerre. Mon grand-père, ni mon arrière-grand-père n'ont fait parti de la guerre.&lt;br /&gt;Par contre, en me levant ce matin, quelque chose m'est venu à l'esprit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si il n'y aurais pas eu de guerre, ni de brave gens qui soient aller à la guerre, le pays dans lequel j'habite ne serais pas libre. Et si mon pays ne serait pas libre, je vivrais bien differement. De plus, je suis certaine que bien des immigrant ne serait pas venu habiter ici. Je pense à la famille de mon beau-frère. Je ne peux pas imaginer qu'il ne fasse pas parti de notre famille!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc, d'un point de vue personnel, je suis reconnaissante d'habiter dans un pays aussi extraordinaire, et surtout, je suis reconnaissante que la famille de Victor soient venu s'installer ici pour qu'il puisse devenir mon beau-frère!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-8838791563634561830?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8838791563634561830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/jour-du-souvenir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8838791563634561830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8838791563634561830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/jour-du-souvenir.html' title='Jour du Souvenir'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6413637947270805986</id><published>2009-11-05T09:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:35:36.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Caramel Brulé Latté</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't had any cravings since I found out I was pregnant. Actually, it's been the complete opposite, I dont want to eat anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, yesterday my friend Chantale and I met for hot chocolate at Starbucks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400627969590369858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SvLihkt5HkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/w-V17JS7m5A/s200/hot+chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I tried the new Caramel Brulé Latté. Now that is all I can think about!!! I have been comtemplating all morning about whether I should get myself one or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to rationalize with myself that I should only have it once a week. We'll see if I can tough it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a question for all of you reading my blog... is there a specific cream that I should be using on my belly and that I can use on my torso too?? My skin feels very tight and I thought maybe some cream would help me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-6413637947270805986?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6413637947270805986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/caramel-brule-latte.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6413637947270805986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6413637947270805986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/caramel-brule-latte.html' title='Caramel Brulé Latté'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SvLihkt5HkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/w-V17JS7m5A/s72-c/hot+chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7543562767492403774</id><published>2009-11-04T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:49:03.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Post Waiting</title><content type='html'>Finally, the Lord did not ask me to keep waiting too much longer. When I got home from work (and from running to the SPCA to look for the dogs) a man called to say he had seen my poster and had our dogs. I am sure you can all imagine how much I cried!!&lt;br /&gt;The dogs were well taken care of by this little family. They have a 8 or 10 year old boy and he was very kind. They all were.&lt;br /&gt;The man had seen Mia in the middle of the road on Sunday and brought her into his car so she wouldn't get hit by a car. He then saw Sidka on the side of the road so picked him up too. He said he knew they belonged to someone because they are purebreads and because they seemed well taken care of. So he waited to see my posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am thrilled. Adam also! Things seem back to normal for me with my husband back from a long weekend out hunting and the dogs back from an agonizing 3 days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I praise the Lord for His answer to my prayers and for the lessons He has taught me through all of this!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers also!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-7543562767492403774?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7543562767492403774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7543562767492403774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7543562767492403774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-waiting.html' title='Post Waiting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8159121402581789095</id><published>2009-11-03T10:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:07:29.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I am sure I am not the only one who finds it difficult when God does not answer a prayer right away.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a real test for me in this area.&lt;br /&gt;The dogs were taken from our home on Sunday afternoon. I dont have a lot of details to share, only that they never leave the yard and go into the street. And I am a good "mother", in that I keep an eye out for them and go outside every few minutes to check on them. But something happened and they are gone! I have been fervently praying for their safe return and putting up posters etc around the neighbourhood and even in Gatineau. But so far, nothing has come up. And I am getting discouraged. Really discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;Those dogs are our babies. We drove hours to pick them up and we have spent countless hours training them and cleaning up after them.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only pray for their safe return. There is nothing left for me to do. And that is discouraging!!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that my joy returns in the midst of these circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, for the Lord to answer my plea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-8159121402581789095?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8159121402581789095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8159121402581789095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8159121402581789095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5065015660355972901</id><published>2009-10-28T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:09:36.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Illness and Fear</title><content type='html'>Ok, I dont mean to be morbid in my title, but the two seem to go together these days. At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;All this talk about H1N1 has people paranoid. It's on TV, in messages we get at work and now I have papers coming in the mail. I am sure our rulers and medical professionals mean well, but they are going to cause more fear than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Monday morning with my whole body acheing. I thought nothing of it, besides the fact that I worked too hard on Sunday around the yard cleaning things up before the snow started (*gasp* I didn't mean to say the s word)!! Anyways, I took the day off to recuperate and relax my acheing muscles.&lt;br /&gt;But when I woke up on Tuesday morning, things had gotten worst. My whole body ached, a different ache, and I was coughing like mad. I had a fever. And the coughing made me gag. It was horrible!! And of course, I became gripped with fear. What if this is the flu? I spent the day in bed and ate almost nothing. Then in the evening I watched a portion of this thing on TV about the H1N1 outbreak and why people SHOULD take the vaccine when it becomes available. I started to cry. I dont believe in flu shots. Especially now that I am pregnant and have this fear that it will make my baby deformed. Did you hear about this trial med they gave to women my grandma's age when they were pregnant?? Made their babies deformed if they took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you all this? I had to get it off my chest. I hate fear, and illness. But I dont want to live in fear. We have a great God who is able to protect me and my baby. I just need to learn to be wise and keep my hands out of my mouth (please slap my hand if you see me biting my nails).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5065015660355972901?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5065015660355972901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/illness-and-fear.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5065015660355972901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5065015660355972901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/illness-and-fear.html' title='Illness and Fear'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-2991425189907966379</id><published>2009-10-13T14:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:41:32.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><title type='text'>La Parole de Dieu</title><content type='html'>J’aime beaucoup la lecture. Je trouve que lire un bon livre me détends et me fait oublier les tracas du moment présent.&lt;br /&gt;Mais lorsque ca viens à la lecture de la Bible, j’ai trop souvent la mentalité que c’est plate, et je me trouve pleins d’excuse pour ne pas lire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La semaine dernière je suis allé lire un de mes blog préférée et la dame parlais de comment cela faisait longtemps qu’elle n’avais pas le désir de lire son livre des Mormons (oui elle est Mormon) et comment elle a eu a cœur de le lire et elle l’a dévorer dans une semaine! Ca ma beaucoup fait réfléchir à mon cœur et mon désir de lire ma Bible.&lt;br /&gt;A plus forte raison devrais-je vouloir lire la Parole de Dieu!! Elle est précieuse, et vrai. Elle à le pouvoir de me transformer, et de transformer les vies de tous ceux qui la lisent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De plus, je désir être une mère qui démontre son amour pour son Sauveur à ses enfants et leurs donnent la soif de Le connaître à leurs tour. Comment pourrais-je faire cela sans prendre le temps de connaître encore mieux mon Sauveur? Et comment pourrais-je parler de Dieu à ceux de mon entourage si je ne connais pas ce que la Bible dit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vous partage ceci car je sais que l’ennemi ne veux pas que j’aille la victoire dans se domaine et j’ai besoin de vos prières!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-2991425189907966379?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/2991425189907966379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/la-parole-de-dieu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2991425189907966379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/2991425189907966379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/la-parole-de-dieu.html' title='La Parole de Dieu'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-4161988088219605490</id><published>2009-10-07T11:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:21:10.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Nourriture</title><content type='html'>Depuis deux semaines au moins je trouve cela vraiment pénible mangé. La nourriture ne goûte pas ce quelle devrait et j’ai constamment mal à l’estomac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaucoup me diront que je suis chanceuse de ne pas avoir des nausées, et j’en suis reconnaissante. Mais c’est tout de même vraiment déplaisant de toujours avoir des brûlements d’estomac et de ne pas apprécier ce que l’on mange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De plus, j’ai toujours été une couche tôt, mais depuis le début de la grossesse, je sens le besoin de me coucher de plus en plus tôt. Ce n’est pas évident lorsque je travaille toute la journée à l’extérieure de la maison et que je vois la vaisselle et le lavage empiler. Je suis reconnaissante que mon mari semble être aveugle lorsque la maison traine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-4161988088219605490?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/4161988088219605490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/nourriture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/4161988088219605490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/4161988088219605490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/10/nourriture.html' title='Nourriture'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8337771073271572247</id><published>2009-09-24T14:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:01:30.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Craving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvBxkcK47I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xvOG8vH0oM8/s1600-h/May+2009+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385110836791141298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvBxkcK47I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xvOG8vH0oM8/s200/May+2009+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt like your body was telling you that it wanted something specific to eat or drink??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often had cravings, especially for chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, it’s coffee, or salty foods. Very odd, because my body really does not want chocolate and that is usually the first thing I crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased to read that I can have decaf!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-8337771073271572247?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8337771073271572247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/craving.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8337771073271572247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8337771073271572247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/craving.html' title='Craving'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvBxkcK47I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xvOG8vH0oM8/s72-c/May+2009+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5388054838156168897</id><published>2009-09-21T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:41:42.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Infertilité</title><content type='html'>Lorsque nous sommes toutes petites, nous les filles ont se fait une idée (non réaliste) de ce à quoi notre vie ressemblera lorsque nous seront grande. Nous décidons de la carrière, de notre maison, de nos animaux, notre mari et du nombre d’enfants que nous voulons.&lt;br /&gt;C’est bien de rêver! Mais il faut aussi se rappeler que Dieu a le contrôle sur TOUTES ces choses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi, j’avais oubliée. Lorsqu’Adam et moi nous sommes remarier le 8 décembre 2006, je ne pensais pas aux enfants. Je voulais tout simplement jouir de la présence de mon mari. Mais peu à peu, ma sœur et nos amis ont commencé à avoir des enfants. &lt;br /&gt;Un beau jour, nous avons décidé que nous étions prêt nous aussi à fondé une famille. J’étais exciter, mais très nerveuse!&lt;br /&gt;Puis, les mois avançait. Les gens autours de moi donnait naissance à leurs enfants ou annonçais qu’elles étaient enceinte à nouveau. Et de mon côté, tante rose venait me rendre visite.&lt;br /&gt;Je me suis souvent trouvé assise dans le bain à pleurer et crier à Dieu. J’avais tant de questions pour le Seigneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puis, la semaine dernière j’ai lu un de mes blog préférée CJANE. J’aime beaucoup la façon dont elle décrit les choses qu’elle voit et vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici ce qu’elle à dit sur l’infertilité :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To create life--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this act of man and wife--is sanctified by God as the greatest of man's ability. To some He gives it freely, to others he tempers with humility and patience. To struggle with procreation is how God chooses to keep my pride in check. I fail; I fail and fail until it becomes more logical to give up. Somehow in giving up, He gives to me. (Quote from CJane blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et je me suis vue. Cette femme pour qui Dieu demandais la patience et l’humilité. Et Il sait que je ne suis pas très patiente, OK, je ne suis pas toujours très humble non plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors jeudi passé (le 17 septembre) lorsque j’ai fait le test de grossesse et qu’il était positif, je n’en croyais pas mes yeux! Comment Dieu pouvais me répondre aussi rapidement? Je venais à peine d’accepter Sa réponse à mes prières, soit « Attend ».&lt;br /&gt;Mais les voies de Dieu ne sont pas les nôtres, et pour cela je Lui rends gloire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne comprends toujours pas pourquoi il m’a répondu et pourquoi Il n’a pas répondu à d’autres, mais Dieu, Lui, le sais et Il prendra soin d’elles. Et Il me donnera la force nécessaire d’être un modèle pour Lui et surtout de Lui faire confiance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5388054838156168897?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5388054838156168897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/infertilite.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5388054838156168897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5388054838156168897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/infertilite.html' title='Infertilité'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-863455648003685862</id><published>2009-09-03T15:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:55:04.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun stuff'/><title type='text'>Crazy month of August</title><content type='html'>I have really tried to be faithful to writing on my blog each week, or even every second day, but there always seems to be a tone of other things to do in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of August went by so quickly that I forget most of what occurred. But here are a few highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of August Adam and I took a little trip about 3 ½ hours from our home to St-Adèle to pick up our new baby (ies). Adam had shared with me hi desire to have another dog and we had been searching the internet for just the right one. We had found a place that had many German-shorthaired pointers (Braque Allemends) which is the type of dog Adam wanted. They are hunting dogs and have a very good personality. But this place made the process long and hard to get a dog, and they were all dogs which came from hard backgrounds so we would have had to deal with the repercussions. But God knew what we needed, and on August 14th we drove to St-Adèle to pick up a dog. I had told Adam I would be comfortable with two, so we ended up leaving with two. They are wonderful pets. They have adapted quickly to us and our lifestyle (the fact that we work outside the home) and they love the cats. And I am pleased to say the cats tolerate them and have adapted quickly to these bundles of energy.&lt;br /&gt;We have named them Mia and Sidka. Mia is 4 months (almost 5) and Sidka is 2 months (maybe 3 now). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377331048136459970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SqAeGRPaRsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6H3Owm1Jt5U/s200/Doggies+%26+B-day+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On August 22nd, we had the privilege of having some friends and family over for a BBQ. We had a blessed time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377331034839442722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SqAeFftJ5SI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uVmKUlF90g4/s200/Leanne+%26+party+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then on August 29th my niece Léanne came into this world after many weeks of anticipation on our parts (and especially on her mother’s part, who was very tired). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377331025410006482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SqAeE8lAHdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YeS7heRXtBU/s200/Leanne+%26+party+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She is beautiful and in good health. So is my sister Cheryl! I praise the Lord for this little miracle, because all children are a miracle from the Lord, and a blessing! I have the privilege of being off next week to help Cheryl take care of her little family! I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week off is only possible because I changed jobs. I have returned to my old roots! I am so happy and relieved to be back in familiar territory. I am glad I had the opportunity to try something like that. I had always wanted to work in the President’s office, so now I can check that off my list! J&lt;br /&gt;But being back with my old group brings me much joy, especially with the fact that I was able to get a full week off next week!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also attended a baby shower and a wedding in August.  It was quite an eventful month!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377331040606132082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SqAeF1MCl3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WKlZROHxdfs/s200/Leanne+%26+party+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-863455648003685862?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/863455648003685862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/crazy-month-of-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/863455648003685862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/863455648003685862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/09/crazy-month-of-august.html' title='Crazy month of August'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SqAeGRPaRsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6H3Owm1Jt5U/s72-c/Doggies+%26+B-day+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-6169393726927614422</id><published>2009-08-21T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:32:13.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is my sister Cheryl &amp;amp; her husband Yves’ 5 year wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;5 exciting years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica would be the best person to tell you all about Cheryl and Yves’ courtship because she was still living at home during that time and sharing a room (and bed) with Cheryl. But I was told a few stories. One in particular I am fond of. Yves loves to bike. And on this one day, he was biking with his friend Jean-Philippe and they passed by my sister’s house. Cheryl was giddy telling us about how she had seen him. It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;And I have to tell you about his proposal (although I can only tell you what they told me because I wasn’t present). Cheryl had a dog named Lady (man we loved her). Yves took Cheryl and Lady for a walk in the woods (hope I am correct here Cheryl, it’s been a few years), and he put the engagement ring on Lady’s collar. Then he told Lady to go see Cheryl. So romantic!!!&lt;br /&gt;And that beautiful dog was part of the wedding, bringing the rings to the altar. It honestly feels like yesterday that they had their wedding reception outside our church in that beautiful white tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can we omit to mention how God sent them to Africa for 6 months or so. That’s where they found out Cheryl was pregnant! Simon the miracle baby! God protected them and made them see and live amazing things. Just yesterday I was remembering how Yves’ dream had always been to drive a mechanical shovel (those big yellow ones you see on construction sites). Well he got to live that dream in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here they are celebrating the 5 years God has given them together and all those amazing things He allowed for them to live. Our prayer is that He will allow them to live many more years of amazing things together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you both! I love you!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372424198427722466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/So6vWBn_QuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HsQHxp_hqng/s200/May+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-6169393726927614422?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/6169393726927614422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-my-sister-cheryl-her-husband.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6169393726927614422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/6169393726927614422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-my-sister-cheryl-her-husband.html' title='Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/So6vWBn_QuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HsQHxp_hqng/s72-c/May+2009+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3741261505298461117</id><published>2009-08-20T10:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:31:03.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Every year, when the 1st of August comes rolling around I become excited at the thought that my birthday is coming up! I love receiving cards and wishes from those I love. Maybe that's because I love giving those things too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were young, mom would really treat us like princesses on our birthday. It was our day, so we got to pick what we wanted to have for supper. It was fabulous. We didn't always do a party, but we always celebrated the special day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I grow older, many things change. But the desire to feel like a princess on my birthday hasn't gone away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372052609808417122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/So1dYuJXQWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oUC1lPCkbxU/s200/Doggies+%26+B-day+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on my special day, I was treated like a princess from those around me. Starting by my husband who showered me with love and attention, and a really nice meal at my favorite restaurant. He even took care of the dogs so I didn't have to come home and clean their mess (they are still too young to hold it in all day). Then there was my mother-in-law, my sister-in-law and my mommy who hurried to call me before I left for work. When I got to work there were a TONE of wishes on my Facebook wall from my friends and buddies. My sister Cheryl, her husband Yves and their son Simon sang happy birthday for me and Simon gave me a kiss through the phone. And my youngest sister Jessica called me at work with her wishes. And I can't forget to mention the lovely surprise from my colleagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372052595722802434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/So1dX5rF1QI/AAAAAAAAAFA/cf7CTTurP5I/s200/My+b-day+2009-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a wonderful day, thanks to all of the wonderful people God placed in my life. &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/4109649548146334171-3741261505298461117?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3741261505298461117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3741261505298461117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3741261505298461117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/So1dYuJXQWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oUC1lPCkbxU/s72-c/Doggies+%26+B-day+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-220759871363241287</id><published>2009-08-18T12:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:28:18.063-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Being Thankful</title><content type='html'>For the last little while (well maybe I should say for most of my life), I have been unhappy with my life situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was single, I wanted to get married.&lt;br /&gt;When I had a house, I wanted a bigger one, a different one.&lt;br /&gt;When I have curly hair, I want it straight.&lt;br /&gt;When I got married, I wanted to have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture. I am unable to be thankful for where I am at this specific moment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this past Sunday, our new pastor spoke to us using the book of Numbers. The message was very encouraging, but I stuck on one particular thing (I am paraphrasing): Our current blessings are what God is giving us at the moment. He won't give us other blessings because it isn't the right time for them.&lt;br /&gt;And it's true. I am blessed beyond mesure at the moment and I am passing by those blessings because I &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; something else. What am I telling God when I am not thankful for what He has given me at this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe God will never give me those blessings that I am asking for. But He will bless me. Because that is the loving Father that we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-220759871363241287?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/220759871363241287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/220759871363241287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/220759871363241287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-thankful.html' title='Being Thankful'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1082887805520678735</id><published>2009-08-07T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:42:06.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>La vie, c'est un voyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La vie c’est un voyage, un voyage intéressant&lt;br /&gt;Mais il faut bien de courage, quand soudain souffle le vent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref :&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, Oh! Donne-moi la force&lt;br /&gt;La force d’aller jusqu’au bout&lt;br /&gt;Seigneur, Oh! Donne-moi la force&lt;br /&gt;La force de rester debout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vie c’est un voyage, que font aussi mes ami(e)s&lt;br /&gt;Mais il faut bien de courage, quand ont est plein de soucies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vie c’est un voyage, parfois toute seule en chemin&lt;br /&gt;Mais je suis plein de courage, quand Jésus me tiens la main&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est drôle, mais je crois que mon cœur me dit que j’ai hâte de retourner chanter avec les enfants le dimanche matin, car ce chant en est un que je chante avec eux, et il m’est venu à l’esprit ce matin! :)&lt;br /&gt;J’aime beaucoup les paroles. C’est vrai que la vie nous fait passer par plein de défis, d’obstacles et nous voyons vraiment plein de choses, drôle et pas drôle du tout. Mais nous pouvons être remplis de courage car Jésus est avec nous, et Il est plus grand que tout ce que nous verrons dans cette vie!&lt;br /&gt;Quel réconfort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Lui rends gloire de ne jamais m’avoir abandonné et de me soutenir encore aujourd’hui. Il prend bien soin de moi et de ceux que j’aime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-1082887805520678735?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1082887805520678735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-vie-cest-un-voyage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1082887805520678735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1082887805520678735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-vie-cest-un-voyage.html' title='La vie, c&apos;est un voyage'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7987808430005360099</id><published>2009-07-14T14:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:33:03.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why is it that the older we get, the harder the decisions become? Who to marry, what job to take, when to have children, how many children….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I have been pressed to make a hard decision: Do I stay at this new job, or do I go back? And if I stick it out at this new job, how long should I give myself before I know if this is for me or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had been pushing aside this decision because of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear that I was a failure.&lt;br /&gt;Fear that I was not giving it my all.&lt;br /&gt;Fear that I was letting down my colleagues and boss.&lt;br /&gt;Fear that they would see me as a failure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I was just afraid of what everyone around me would think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to think about what God thought of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He does not see me as a failure.&lt;br /&gt;He knows that when I do something, I give it my all.&lt;br /&gt;He knows that I am miserable and that my colleagues and boss will get over it.&lt;br /&gt;He loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take a giant leap and speak to my old boss about returning to my old job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when we leap into Gods arms, He will always be there to catch us. And I believe this is a decision God wanted me to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358385526835998306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SlzPPyinbmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RxlxJOL8UJk/s200/June+2009+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-7987808430005360099?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7987808430005360099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/decisions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7987808430005360099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7987808430005360099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SlzPPyinbmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RxlxJOL8UJk/s72-c/June+2009+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-500859926128447631</id><published>2009-07-07T16:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:20:26.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>My cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What can I say? I love them so much! They have their own little personalities and their own preferences. They make me laugh, they make me pull my hair out, but I love them just the same. I tell people that they help me practice for when I’ll have kids (although you can’t leave your kids at home all day without supervision).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe is so good with children; with people in general actually. He is super laid back and lets us do pretty much whatever we want with him. Maybe that’s because he is deaf.&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of him and Simon, because it shows his true personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355815443368061730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SlOtxPiBKyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jIxtB9SaJRY/s200/Canada+day+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4109649548146334171-500859926128447631?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/500859926128447631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-cats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/500859926128447631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/500859926128447631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-cats.html' title='My cats'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SlOtxPiBKyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jIxtB9SaJRY/s72-c/Canada+day+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-1427810585839739238</id><published>2009-07-06T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:25:06.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Rappel du Seigneur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ca fait quelques semaines que j’ai quelque chose qui pèse lourd sur mon cœur. J’ai le goût de pleurer qu’a y penser. Je suis une personne qui veut « sauver » le monde. Même les gens que je ne connais pas. Si j’entends une histoire triste raconter par un membre de ma famille (concernant un des étudiant de Cheryl, ou un des patient d’Yves – en passant ils ne nomment pas de noms), je me sens comme si c’était moi qui vivait ces choses.&lt;br /&gt;Et ces pires lorsque ca concerne quelqu’un de ma famille, ou un de mes proches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors depuis quelques temps, j’ai beaucoup de tristesse de voir les jeunes (surtout les filles) de mon assemblée faire des choix qui ne glorifie pas du tout le Seigneur. Je sais que nous en faisons tous, mais leurs choix me rendent vraiment triste car je sais à quel point cela pourrait les faire souffrir et les éloigner du Seigneur. Les conséquences peuvent aussi être pour la vie. Et ca ne vaut tellement pas la peine!!! Et tout cela pour le plaisir momentané, qui ne dur pas, et qui n’est rien à comparer de ce que le Seigneur veut nous donner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca me bouleverse vraiment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et ce matin, dans ma lecture du livre « A Woman and Her God » le Seigneur m’a parlé concernant ceci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vous le partage en anglais, puisque je ne veux pas vraiment le traduire :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have to put our trust in God because it is absolutely the only thing we can do. There is not one thing you can do to change the situation, and the only way you can get out of bed and function each morning is to know that God is there and that He cares. I know for most women our natural inclination is to worry and fret. God will take care of the situation. He has to, because we can’t.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca m’a vraiment réveillé. Je m’inquiétais tellement pour ses jeunes filles. J’avais si peur qu’elles souffriraient. Mais j’oubliais que Dieu les aimes plus que moi je peux les aimer. Qu’Il peut prendre soin de leurs situations mieux que moi, beaucoup mieux que moi. Et Il m’a rappelé que je dois les déposer à ses pieds et qu’Il s’en occupera. Peut-être qu’Il permettra qu’elles souffrent et fasse de pire choix qu’elles ne font présentement. Mais c’est dans son plan pour leurs vies. Et je dois les abandonner à Lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je Lui rends gloire, car Il ne m’a jamais délaissé, même dans mes pires moments. Il était là, il m’attendait à bras ouvert, et Il m’a relevé. Il fera de même avec ses jeunes filles que j’aime tant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-1427810585839739238?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/1427810585839739238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/rappel-du-seigneur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1427810585839739238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/1427810585839739238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/07/rappel-du-seigneur.html' title='Rappel du Seigneur'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5934256826539944283</id><published>2009-05-29T13:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:48:31.501-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun stuff'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the weekend of May 22 to 24 I had a tone of fun activities. Here are a few cool pictures of that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started off on Friday evening, May 22nd with a girls night out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeiPOW0sI/AAAAAAAAADw/14izACDj104/s1600-h/May+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341302731612541634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeiPOW0sI/AAAAAAAAADw/14izACDj104/s200/May+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeiuCRy4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/w4jjrssf7w8/s1600-h/May+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341302739883379586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeiuCRy4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/w4jjrssf7w8/s200/May+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Saturday, it was my cousin Dan's wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeizTkYqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YD6L5xG_Mj8/s1600-h/May+2009+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341302741298078370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeizTkYqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YD6L5xG_Mj8/s200/May+2009+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAe3fBl6yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fIfLJuwDD0c/s1600-h/May+2009+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341303096631225122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAe3fBl6yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fIfLJuwDD0c/s200/May+2009+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And on Sunday, it was Marcy's baby shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfnwN2w8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/i0cdTKyDsVY/s1600-h/May+2009+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341303925879784386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfnwN2w8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/i0cdTKyDsVY/s200/May+2009+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfVYYKyWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NJO7ejKH_jE/s1600-h/May+2009+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341303610242943330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfVYYKyWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NJO7ejKH_jE/s200/May+2009+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfVGu7lHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jkRUywXQSco/s1600-h/May+2009+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341303605506577522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAfVGu7lHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jkRUywXQSco/s200/May+2009+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-5934256826539944283?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5934256826539944283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5934256826539944283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5934256826539944283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SiAeiPOW0sI/AAAAAAAAADw/14izACDj104/s72-c/May+2009+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7312905150606499431</id><published>2009-05-29T13:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:37:04.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For weeks now I have been feeling the pressure of a new job, the unknown, as well as many other little things that bring me down each day. At first, I kept repeating to myself that things would get better with time that I just needed to adjust to the new pace and the new demands. But, there is always something new that happens which causes me to be distraught and stressed out. This week, it has been the failure to get Internet access at home, or log-in to my work profile from anyone else’s house, as well as the kitten going to the Vet to get neutered and declawed (front paws only). The computer problems have consumed my every waking thought, and the kitten’s well-being has given me a small glimpse of what I will look like when I have kids to worry about. LOL (For the moms reading this, I know having a child is not like having a cat, but I am a sensitive person, remember?!) And just when I thought things were getting better, they seem to get worst. And I am exhausted. (For you cat lovers, my kitten is fine, but he is really clingy and afraid of going for a ride in the car).&lt;br /&gt;I had been praying, asking God to guide me and let it all work out. And I had been feeling like God wasn’t answering me.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday evening, my sister Cheryl lent me a book which she and our youngest sister Jessica had read. It is called “A Woman and Her God”. I started reading it today. The first chapter is about just that, our relationship with God. I thought I had a pretty good relationship with Him, but after reading that chapter, I’ve realized I have a lot of work to do. It was nothing I hadn’t read before, but God knew that I needed to be reminded or these truths. For too long I have been trying to fill the void in my heart and soul with the love and affirmation of others around me. And this love and affirmation is not a sin, but it is not enough because God should be the One to fill this void and the love and affirmation of others will be a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Now that God has revealed this to me, I am asked to put it into practice. Easier said than done, I can assure you, because our old ways come back like the plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God is good. He knows exactly what we need and knows exactly when we are ready to hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-7312905150606499431?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7312905150606499431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-weeks-now-i-have-been-feeling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7312905150606499431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7312905150606499431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-weeks-now-i-have-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5868164219938111176</id><published>2009-05-19T16:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:39:43.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>Life is far from perfect. There are days when I feel it would be so much easier not to exist. I’m sure you’ve felt like this too. But even in those days, it is a comfort to remind myself that I am loved by God. And not just any god, but the one who created EVERYTHING. The one who loves me even though I am far from perfect, the one who gave EVERYTHING so that one day, I can be with Him for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;And in the meantime, although He allows suffering and pain, He has blessed me in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;I praise Him for the family he has given me. For the man He has placed in my life. For the friends He has allowed for me to make. For the health He gives me and the body He has put me in. Because without this health or this body there is a tone of things I would never get to do. He has given me a good job and a home. He has blessed me! And I don’t thank Him enough for all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, let’s take a few moments to be thankful for His blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5868164219938111176?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5868164219938111176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5868164219938111176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5868164219938111176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-8686703449068314318</id><published>2009-05-01T16:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:58:17.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;BONNE FÊTE SIMON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simon will be 1 on May 2!!! Simon aura 1 an le 2 mai!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330962373546999346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SftiCLo9_jI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LeGpZe0uVrA/s200/Adam+%26+Simon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330962373653710786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SftiCMCaR8I/AAAAAAAAADY/fal4BkP9nTY/s200/Adam+%26+Simon+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330962374293817554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SftiCObBiNI/AAAAAAAAADg/rrt6qjPKogE/s200/Mom%27s+b-day+%26+Wedding+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330962378139756530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SftiCcv95_I/AAAAAAAAADo/nsdnaANnubo/s200/Kelly+04-09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cutie!! He has changed so much and there are more changes to come.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4109649548146334171-8686703449068314318?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/8686703449068314318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-simon-bonne-fete-simon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8686703449068314318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/8686703449068314318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-simon-bonne-fete-simon.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SftiCLo9_jI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LeGpZe0uVrA/s72-c/Adam+%26+Simon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3865134176254720590</id><published>2009-04-24T13:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:33:32.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last few weeks</title><content type='html'>Thank you to my dear friends for encouraging me and praying for me as I began this new job. The Lord has answered your prayers and mine and has sustained me through the last 2 weeks. I am feeling more comfortable and confident. The Lord is good! There are harder days, but the Lord gives me rest when I get home :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides work, a lot of craziness has gone on in our home in the past weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH2balJAXI/AAAAAAAAACo/6VdIDqqaOQk/s1600-h/April+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328310785008009586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH2balJAXI/AAAAAAAAACo/6VdIDqqaOQk/s200/April+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, our newest member, Bibitte, got stuck in a tree and Adam had to climb up to get him out. Bibitte met the neighbours dog and the two did not get along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping this incident would make him afraid of returning outside. But no such luck. He runs out the door as soon as it opens. We really have to watch him!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH2zZQlb1I/AAAAAAAAACw/mivsg5gKdS8/s1600-h/April+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328311196970217298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH2zZQlb1I/AAAAAAAAACw/mivsg5gKdS8/s200/April+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, just last week, Bud got hit by a car. Poor thing has cuts and scraps on his legs, stomach and face. But we are blessed that it was not worst. No broken bones! We were truly thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been keeping a close eye on him since then. No more visits to see the neighbours dog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH3gkfOHcI/AAAAAAAAADA/4r_lfvWp0I8/s1600-h/April+2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328311973078506946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH3gkfOHcI/AAAAAAAAADA/4r_lfvWp0I8/s200/April+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH3gQuniGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p3mePA8HjFc/s1600-h/April+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328311967774378082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH3gQuniGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p3mePA8HjFc/s200/April+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note, we had a fun time with friends and family at a sugar bush. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I especially LOVE all the sugar!! But it's a good thing that it only happens once a year, because I would gain WAY TOO MUCH weight!! &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/4109649548146334171-3865134176254720590?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3865134176254720590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3865134176254720590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3865134176254720590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-few-weeks.html' title='Last few weeks'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SfH2balJAXI/AAAAAAAAACo/6VdIDqqaOQk/s72-c/April+2009+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5572146033075165994</id><published>2009-04-15T20:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:01:26.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New job</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've had a few spare moments in front of a computer.&lt;br /&gt;I started a new job on Tuesday. Something totally different. Something scary. Something I never thought I would take. But I did. And I have decided to give it my all.&lt;br /&gt;I am the scheduling assistant to the President of the Treasury Board. You can't get much higher than working for the President... ok, you can if you work for the Prime Minister. But I dont want that kind of job. But I thought that about the job I have now. I had told myself I would NEVER go back to taking care of someone's schedule. And here I am doing only that! It's only day 2 and I can tell it will be a busy job.&lt;br /&gt;But I am blessed. The people working there are great and very helpful. They are very knowledgable and patient with me. And so far, they seem to trust my judgement. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I am too hard on myself I cry almost every night due to fatigue; because I am so tired from all the pressure I put on myself. I am thankful my Heavenly Father is not as hard on me as I am on myself! He seems me as I really am and loves me just the same! What a blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5572146033075165994?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5572146033075165994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-job.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5572146033075165994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5572146033075165994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-job.html' title='New job'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5526283078560205393</id><published>2009-03-30T14:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:45:25.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>The Magical World of Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdEStCFLgfI/AAAAAAAAACg/5lbJB8p4tzc/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319053199763276274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdEStCFLgfI/AAAAAAAAACg/5lbJB8p4tzc/s200/Disney+on+Ice+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it is truly magical!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children awe-struck by the sight of their favorite characters glidding o&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdESdhhnfyI/AAAAAAAAACY/BSjTZUyPJHg/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+09+Tristan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319052933326143266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdESdhhnfyI/AAAAAAAAACY/BSjTZUyPJHg/s200/Disney+on+Ice+09+Tristan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n the ice in front of them, almost close enough to touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdEQ8W78WgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GPn7vEF5Jew/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The look on the faces of Rebecca, Mimi and Tristan... PRICELESS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my first time seeing a Disney on Ice show, and I thoroughly enjoyed it! So much to see! And we had such amazing seats! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that Simon needs to familiarize himself with the Disney movies so I will have a new excuse to go next year (LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, THANK YOU to Tanya, Jacinthe and Jonathan for lending me your kids! I really enjoyed sharing the experience with them. &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/4109649548146334171-5526283078560205393?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5526283078560205393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/magical-world-of-disney.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5526283078560205393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5526283078560205393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/magical-world-of-disney.html' title='The Magical World of Disney'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SdEStCFLgfI/AAAAAAAAACg/5lbJB8p4tzc/s72-c/Disney+on+Ice+09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5068422603144021335</id><published>2009-03-27T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:37:54.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>The little joys of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sc0OS2V0A_I/AAAAAAAAABw/E0MY6MkEhTY/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317922451981861874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sc0OS2V0A_I/AAAAAAAAABw/E0MY6MkEhTY/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I would have liked to do today. The sun coming in through my patio door, warming my skin, sending me to dreamland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I would probably look silly laying on the floor in my kitchen with the cats, soaking up the rays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5068422603144021335?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5068422603144021335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-joys-of-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5068422603144021335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5068422603144021335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-joys-of-life.html' title='The little joys of life'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sc0OS2V0A_I/AAAAAAAAABw/E0MY6MkEhTY/s72-c/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3073656374373930760</id><published>2009-03-23T13:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:53:15.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s reminders'/><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>I am a stressball.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about what I can control.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about what I can't control.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about other people.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about my pets.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about the fact that I worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a Christian, I believe in God, in His promises and in His love for me. I believe He is in control of everything, and yet I worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized lately that I worry most when I concentrate on the worrysome things around me. If I look to God and His goodness, those things seem to fade away. It's all about talking myself out of these thoughts and replacing them with the TRUTH. God IS in control, and He knows best. His ways are not my ways, because they are better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent me a passage which has really spoken to my heart on this subject. I've been reading it almost daily, reminding myself that God is listening and that I need to give Him my worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lamentations 3:25-33a (The message)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God proves to be good to the man who &lt;em&gt;passionately waits&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to the woman who &lt;em&gt;diligently seeks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a good thing to &lt;em&gt;quietly hope&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quietly hope for help from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a good thing when you're young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to &lt;em&gt;stick it out&lt;/em&gt; through the hard times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When life is heavy and hard to take,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go off by yourself. Enter the &lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bow&lt;/em&gt; in prayer. Don't ask questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait&lt;/em&gt; for hope to appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The "worst" is never the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why? Because the Master won't ever walk out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fail to return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If He works severely, He also works tenderly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-3073656374373930760?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3073656374373930760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3073656374373930760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3073656374373930760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-733643564317732363</id><published>2009-03-16T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:02:28.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun stuff'/><title type='text'>Guy fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TMswz4mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M3-VU3N6e7k/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313846456727364194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TMswz4mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M3-VU3N6e7k/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't let this one pass... I had to put a few pictures of Josh and Adam and the fun things they did while we were visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TONF7POI/AAAAAAAAABg/cPoj-NroqRc/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313846482585730274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TONF7POI/AAAAAAAAABg/cPoj-NroqRc/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ATV was actually Yellow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TltuPscI/AAAAAAAAABo/AFQ5IC-r390/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313846886481768898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TltuPscI/AAAAAAAAABo/AFQ5IC-r390/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was so dirty!! But he had such a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TNxfiBII/AAAAAAAAABY/GnkdHJ-as3Q/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-733643564317732363?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/733643564317732363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/guy-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/733643564317732363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/733643564317732363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/guy-fun.html' title='Guy fun'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6TMswz4mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M3-VU3N6e7k/s72-c/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-284886744571801724</id><published>2009-03-14T18:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:51:52.211-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Le chocolat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Vous pouvez me dire pourquoi notre corps "demande" du chocolat? Pourquoi la simple odeur capte notre attention et nous fait oublier tout le reste??&lt;br /&gt;Moi, c'est aussi comme ca avec le cafe. Je sens un bon cafe et j'oublie tout le reste. Je ne pense qu'a ca, et mon corps s'emble m'en demander!&lt;br /&gt;Aujourd'hui, Josh et Lydia nous ont apporter au mail pres de Canada's Wonderland. C'est le plus gros mail que j'ai vu!! Nous avons vu que le tiers. Nous avons passé plus d'une heure dans un magasin chasse/peche. Beaucoup de belles choses pour Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6RW5b719I/AAAAAAAAABA/6KTOkjEkwO0/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313844432904902610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6RW5b719I/AAAAAAAAABA/6KTOkjEkwO0/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6RXS5Q1SI/AAAAAAAAABI/x4a5SpwfJPQ/s1600-h/Fun+times+at+Lydia"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313844439738799394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6RXS5Q1SI/AAAAAAAAABI/x4a5SpwfJPQ/s200/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puis, nous sommes aller au Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. C'est INCROYABLE! Et sa sentais si bon!!!!!!! Nous avions de la misere a faire notre choix. Finalement, Adam s'est procurer la pomme enrober de chocolat et cerise; Forest Noir, et moi j'ai choisi la pomme enrober de caramel et chocolat scor! MIAM!&lt;br /&gt;Puis, en partant, nous sommes passer a cote d'un petit cafe et mes sens m'ont dit d'arreter. Mon corps me demandait du cafe. Alors je n'ai pus resister! Il etait chaud, et sucré (seulement parce que je met vraiment trop de sucre dans mon cafe) et il etait fini avant d'arriver a la maison :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pardon pour les accents, le clavier que j'utilise n'en a pas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-284886744571801724?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/284886744571801724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/le-chocolat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/284886744571801724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/284886744571801724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/le-chocolat.html' title='Le chocolat'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/Sb6RW5b719I/AAAAAAAAABA/6KTOkjEkwO0/s72-c/Fun+times+at+Lydia%27s+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-5322221272641008415</id><published>2009-03-13T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:15:35.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>Sillyness and some serious Shopping</title><content type='html'>Adam and I left Thursday morning for our trip to Bradford Ontario to see Lydia, Josh and their cutie Isaiah. I am so thankful to be off work and not have to worry about the deadlines and the urgencies. Plus, I dont have to drive, which takes away all the pressure :)&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Bradford we noticed people standing on the overpass near Kingston. They had Canada flags and waved at us as we passed. Maybe I became famous and didn't realize it? So I waved back. Then, at the next overpass, there were more people, so I waved again... and they waved back! And so it went for the next hour. I was thrilled, and coming up with a tone of scenarios as to why these people were on the overpasses. Some were ordinary citizens, others were firemen, policemen and finally military or veterans. As we neared Toronto, people stopped waving when I waved... Bummer, guess I didn't suddenly become a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Adam and I went shopping at the oulet mall. I LOVE malls!! Love new shoes and clothes. I guess most women are like that!! And my new favorite shoe store is in this mall; Nine West. They have the funkiest shoes, and I've realized, that's the only funky thing about me, my style in shoes (although I only own one pair of funky shoes because they seem to be more expensive than the regular shoes). I'm thankful my hubby likes to follow me to all these stores, because we did a whole lot of shopping today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, we may do more shopping! But I wont tell my husband just yet, because he might not want us to come back to Bradford for a while :) Just kidding! Shopping isn't all we do when we visit Lydz and Josh!! Actually, the boys have gone off to do some four-wheeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-5322221272641008415?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/5322221272641008415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/sillyness-and-some-serious-shopping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5322221272641008415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/5322221272641008415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/sillyness-and-some-serious-shopping.html' title='Sillyness and some serious Shopping'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-3549063070942384149</id><published>2009-03-06T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:36:58.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Fireproof</title><content type='html'>Have you seen the movie Fireproof?? &lt;a href="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has recently come out on DVD and is available to rent in most video stores. This AMAZED me, as this is a Christian movie which very clearly annonces Christ and His sacrifice for us on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I watched the movie Fireproof last night with our friends JP &amp;amp; Marie-Eve. It was my sencond time watching it, however it still brings me to question if I am fireproofing my mariage and doing everything I can to be a Godly wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard a few stories about people whose marriages were on the rocks and after seeing this movie, made a commitment to work it out. I get goosebumps just hearing what God is doing!! He is at work, and uses anything and anyone to bring about His glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing to bring about His glory?? I may not have the talent or the money to make a movie in order to reach the masses, but God has given me talents. He's placed me in this world to be a light and given me the job I am in to shine for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even when I feel discouraged about what I am facing, I need to remember that God is far from being done with me, or those around me. He is working, just not necessarily in the way I would want Him to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-3549063070942384149?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/3549063070942384149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/fireproof.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3549063070942384149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/3549063070942384149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/fireproof.html' title='Fireproof'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109649548146334171.post-7995848260726346394</id><published>2009-03-05T15:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:10:05.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking of creating a blog for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;What has stopped me? Well, first I thought that I should wait until I have children. Then it was the lack of time. And finally, because I wonder who would want to read what I have to type? Well, I've gotten over all three and as you can see I'm writing my first post.&lt;br /&gt;It's exciting! There is so much I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this will be theraputic for me, typing what I learn on an almost daily basis. I need to remind myself of what God has done for me, and is doing for others. That is why I love blogs. I'm a snoop! I love reading what God is doing in the lives of others, or just what they are doing. So please feel free to snoop on me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who dont know me all that well, I am known as the crazy cat lady, because I love my cats way too much! So please bare with me as I create all these posts and pictures about my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour tous mes amis qui sont francophone, je vous promet d'écrire en français, ou au moins de traduire mes messages. Mais je dois vous dire que je trouve cela vraiment difficile m'exprimer en français alors merci de votre patience alors que j'écris principalement en anglais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4109649548146334171-7995848260726346394?l=naomi-adam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/feeds/7995848260726346394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7995848260726346394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4109649548146334171/posts/default/7995848260726346394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naomi-adam.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09334527774029995681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2SVRqebYVFk/SrvCTw_jK_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/f3dLd4QVbbY/S220/June+2009+023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
