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		By: Shannon		</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2003 20:03:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I remember the pain of chilbirth! That&#039;s why I say &quot;No more!&quot; when Jeremy says he wants a child.
Oh, but only the promise of a fist size tranquilizer would convince me to give birth again.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember the pain of chilbirth! That&#8217;s why I say &#8220;No more!&#8221; when Jeremy says he wants a child.<br />
Oh, but only the promise of a fist size tranquilizer would convince me to give birth again.</p>
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		By: dainec		</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2003 14:03:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I&#039;m just speechless reading this. It&#039;s so beautifully written and so sad. 

The thing about childbirth, for me at least, is that the joy outweighs the pain. There&#039;s a big reward at the end. It&#039;s like finishing a marathon, I think. (Not that I&#039;ve ever run a marathon, mind you.)

Heartbreak is different. What reward is there? Wisdom? Experience? Those aren&#039;t the kinds of things that make you want to say, &quot;Gee, thanks.&quot;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m just speechless reading this. It&#8217;s so beautifully written and so sad. </p>
<p>The thing about childbirth, for me at least, is that the joy outweighs the pain. There&#8217;s a big reward at the end. It&#8217;s like finishing a marathon, I think. (Not that I&#8217;ve ever run a marathon, mind you.)</p>
<p>Heartbreak is different. What reward is there? Wisdom? Experience? Those aren&#8217;t the kinds of things that make you want to say, &#8220;Gee, thanks.&#8221;</p>
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		By: Kevin		</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2003 13:21:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Oh, my wife remembers the pain of childbirth.  Hell, I remember the pain of childbirth and I wasn&#039;t the one going through it.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, my wife remembers the pain of childbirth.  Hell, I remember the pain of childbirth and I wasn&#8217;t the one going through it.</p>
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		By: Thomas		</title>
		<link>https://iwilldare.com/2003/03/the-myth-of-pain/#comment-6304</link>

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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2003 12:09:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[That is perhaps one of the most honest and well written things that exists on the internet.

I can only tell you that when real love is found, the pain and heartache of the past goes away. At least until the most talented writer in modern society puts words to page the way you&#039;ve done, then those bittersweet feelings creep back an remind you of those moments... And inspire the Mars-esque side of a married guy reading these words to desperately wish his double, his doppleganger, a clone of himself could exist to make things better by scooping you up in his arms and holding you until you&#039;ve shead a tear of joy for every tear of pain that&#039;s ever fallen from your beautiful eyes.

If my heart was mine to give, you&#039;d have it should you want it. If my love was free to give, you&#039;d have it should you want. If my soul wasn&#039;t bound already, it would be linked with yours should you want it. All I can offer is friendship and a tawdry evening or two.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is perhaps one of the most honest and well written things that exists on the internet.</p>
<p>I can only tell you that when real love is found, the pain and heartache of the past goes away. At least until the most talented writer in modern society puts words to page the way you&#8217;ve done, then those bittersweet feelings creep back an remind you of those moments&#8230; And inspire the Mars-esque side of a married guy reading these words to desperately wish his double, his doppleganger, a clone of himself could exist to make things better by scooping you up in his arms and holding you until you&#8217;ve shead a tear of joy for every tear of pain that&#8217;s ever fallen from your beautiful eyes.</p>
<p>If my heart was mine to give, you&#8217;d have it should you want it. If my love was free to give, you&#8217;d have it should you want. If my soul wasn&#8217;t bound already, it would be linked with yours should you want it. All I can offer is friendship and a tawdry evening or two.</p>
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