<?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-8626433730785485568</id><updated>2011-05-04T03:40:08.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The adventures of a single mom</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life... I am a single mom to the most amazing baby boy. Trying to raise my son on my own while working full time and going back to school.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisebois.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626433730785485568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisebois.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>redheaded_mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12607251810153923432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8626433730785485568.post-2362343993753955840</id><published>2011-03-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:15:59.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The real me.</title><content type='html'>I spend most of my day just trying to keep my head a float&lt;br /&gt;my living my life is like sailing on a boat.&lt;br /&gt;You do your best to dodge the rocks and keep on course&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like every move you make is fighting through the waves with all your force.&lt;br /&gt;With a smile on my face no one will ever know any better&lt;br /&gt;No one can see how I&amp;nbsp;truly feel, they don't see my tears on this letter.&lt;br /&gt;As I hide my red and puffy eyes so the world does not see&lt;br /&gt;For no one can know that this is the real me!&lt;br /&gt;The real me is someone weak, someone empty, someone lost&lt;br /&gt;I can't even fathom what all that this knowledge would cost&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to see as the tears roll down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;They would then know just how just how I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;Instead they see my smile, my fake little mask&lt;br /&gt;But onto my true self no one ever shall bask!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8626433730785485568-2362343993753955840?l=brisebois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisebois.blogspot.com/feeds/2362343993753955840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brisebois.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626433730785485568/posts/default/2362343993753955840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8626433730785485568/posts/default/2362343993753955840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisebois.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-me.html' title='The real me.'/><author><name>redheaded_mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12607251810153923432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
