<?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-6536420962208364438</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:21:00.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps towards the light</title><subtitle type='html'>This is all about my life changing experience when i had my still born daughter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-733643379596278058</id><published>2007-09-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:37:33.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New directons</title><summary type='text'>Well, things seem to be moving in a new directon for me just lately.The kids are all back at school now, and in another week, they will all be full time and i'll find myself out of a job i've been doing for 8 years!Its going to be strange to put it lightly, not having at least one of them around and going back and forth to school 3 times a day... but i feel im more than ready to take on a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/733643379596278058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=733643379596278058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/733643379596278058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/733643379596278058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-things-seem-to-be-moving-in-new.html' title='New directons'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-276206219830619669</id><published>2007-08-16T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:52:55.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How often is too often?</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking recently about how often people go to visit the graves of their family and loved one's that have passed away.I feel that i dont go down to see Mia's grave nearly half as much as i would like.It is only about 20 minutes walk from my house to the Church, but the only time i get to go is when me and Dh go together when we are out on our own.We have taken the kids down a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/276206219830619669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=276206219830619669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/276206219830619669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/276206219830619669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-often-is-too-often.html' title='How often is too often?'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-7145726744888614887</id><published>2007-08-15T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:27:36.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anger Stage</title><summary type='text'>Well its been a while since i've last wrote on here.Things seem to be getting easier mentally now, it doesnt seem to hurt as much when we or other people talk about my angel, which i suppose i can now understand when people say that time is a healer... which i never thought could happen.We've had a few upsets with my mother-in-law over photographs of all things.... now this might just be me being</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/7145726744888614887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=7145726744888614887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/7145726744888614887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/7145726744888614887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/08/anger-stage.html' title='The Anger Stage'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-3997526984384216686</id><published>2007-07-06T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:30:09.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to recite a poem that was kindly sent to me by Fazeley church.I am...the brightest star on a warm summers night,I am...the first ray of sun at dawn in daylight,I am...the first white blossom you will see in spring;The first warm raindrop that April will bring.I am...the hot salty tears that flow when you weepand the beautiful dreams that come when you sleep.I am...the smile you see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/3997526984384216686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=3997526984384216686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/3997526984384216686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/3997526984384216686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-5459476935565045364</id><published>2007-06-27T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:12:52.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jump.</title><summary type='text'>From writing about what happened down in a fortnight just on a couple of pages of text, it doesnt quite seem like enough, and that there's a lot more that i need to add to it,but i dont quite no how to put the next stages of this down, so maybe i might come back to things a little later on.The thing i am most noticing at the moment is how quick people seem to forget about it all.Family and close </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/5459476935565045364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=5459476935565045364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/5459476935565045364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/5459476935565045364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/06/jump.html' title='A Jump.'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-8749370266610218088</id><published>2007-06-22T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:38:47.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest week ever.</title><summary type='text'>Well, after we returned home, i felt empty.I sat on the sofa in pain.Phsycial pain from the afterpains, and a different kind of pain that i cant describe.It felt like i had no heart left, that somehow it had been broken into a million pieces and scattered to the wind.I felt dead myself. No emotions at this point, just hollow.There was no joyful smiles, no eager family members there to greet us.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/8749370266610218088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=8749370266610218088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/8749370266610218088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/8749370266610218088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/06/longest-week-ever.html' title='The longest week ever.'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536420962208364438.post-9160531467315717018</id><published>2007-06-21T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:09:26.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to start?</title><summary type='text'>Well, the title of this post says it all really.I am going to start at the beginning of when my experience started.It was late on Thursday 16th March, and i'd just got into bed after having quite an exhausting day.I noticed that Monkin (my little name for Mia) had not been her usual self, and hadn't moved for about an hour or so which was highly unusual for her.I was just so tired that it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/feeds/9160531467315717018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536420962208364438&amp;postID=9160531467315717018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/9160531467315717018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536420962208364438/posts/default/9160531467315717018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amandaallsopp.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-to-start.html' title='Where to start?'/><author><name>A.Allsopp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00105692008198301835</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>
