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	<title>reanbean &#187; Pokey</title>
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		<title>Our First Baby</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2010 19:18:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was pregnant, someone forwarded an email to me that talked about the many ways life was different after having a baby. I know there were many things listed, but the one that really shocked me (and the only one I can remember at this point) went something like this: Before your child is [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was pregnant, someone forwarded an email to me that talked about the many ways life was different after having a baby. I know there were many things listed, but the one that really shocked me (and the only one I can remember at this point) went something like this: <em>Before your child is born, your dog is your baby. Once your baby is born, your dog is just a dog.</em></p>
<p>I was on strict bed rest at the time, and our first baby, Pokey Kitty, had been by my side the entire time. I remember turning to her, and promising that she would never be just a cat.</p>
<p>I had loved Pokey instantly the moment I laid eyes on her.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-1.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-628" title="Pokey 1" src="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-1-300x228.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="228" /></a></p>
<p>Pokey was my constant companion and spent many a late night with me when I was writing papers throughout my graduate studies.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-629" title="Pokey 2" src="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-2-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>I loved Pokey with all my heart and couldn&#8217;t imagine how having babies would change our special relationship. But of course, it did. Once Tiny and Buba came home, there was very little time for me to spend stroking a little kitty on my lap. At first, Pokey spent a lot of time hiding. But she quickly realized that Tiny and Buba weren&#8217;t going anywhere and, unless she planned to hide forever, she&#8217;d need to start getting used to our new life with twins.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-5.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-632" title="Pokey 5" src="http://www.reanbean.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Pokey-5-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>So, while I hate to admit it, my quiet times with Pokey have been few and far between in the last two years. But I still love her to pieces and that will never change.</p>
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