Ok, I went & got it and looked at the tag....It's the "Very Sexy" push-up bra. There are several numbers listed on the tag as well, although I don't know what they stand for. Here they are: 196512-990. Below that: RN# 70817. Below that: ID# 706521. The only other thing I remember about it is that it has the "infinity edge" which keeps the top edge of the bra from poking out and showing through your clothes. Love this feature, although at the time that I bought it, I really didn't think it was that big of a deal. Wish all my bras were like this one ! BTW, I believe the price for the bra before sales tax was $42.00. I mention this because several of their bras look almost identical, but I noticed a few dollars difference in price, for whatever reason.

What I have tried to learn is that, once you decide your are going to do something (whether it starts out as what you wanted to do or whether you feel you have no other choice--or rather, it's your "best option" at the time), you are better off making lemonade out of it with a good attitude. That helps your own mood and you also get credit for being such a cheerful, helpful person, even if you don't feel that way on the inside. I guess there are some exceptions in situations in which you actually think that grumbling or doing a poor job is the way to manipulate the situation so you get left alone--but these situations are increasingly uncommon in "mature" life, for me.

The Other Side...I think we agree on this topic slightly more than you give credit...what I said was: "There is healthy bonding with your child that is less "child centered" and establishes more independent children" I think from the sounds of it you have formed a relatively healthy attachment to your kids while fostering independence at the same time. My post was really more directed toward unhealthy "spouse replacement" type attachments with children. Your example of letting a 4 month old cry until they vomited is interesting and debateable of course. It is easy to judge without all the info. From your description it sounds on the outset horrible, as it conjurs images of a child left to cry for hours in abusive neglect, however, without the full story I reserve my judgement. Is it possible the parent not adequately burp the baby and the baby vomited after less than 15 min of crying? The parent did go in and change them. It is possible that it was not as abusive as it sounds, but rather a very normal process every parent must go through to allow their infant an opportunity to learn to "self-soothe" in order to develop good sleep habits that last a lifetime? It sounds as if you have the one child? Regarding the 16 year old world traveler. I can't say in this day and age I would send my child (16 is still a child) to travel alone in europe. I suspect it was with a school group (that is not alone)? Otherwise...I cannot give you the "way to go" you are looking for. I simply cannot agree that it is a "good" thing that your 16 year old "did" europe all alone. I am glad you and your ex Husband agreed...I presume a lack of closeness was not what broke up your marriage then? Regarding the pill swallowing...if you can swallow food...you can swallow a pill. Unless you take your sustainance via a straw...you can swallow something that big. Unless someone can show me in the DSM a diagnosable illness that precludes you from swallowing something smaller than stuff you put down your pie whole 3 times a day...I am not buying it! Your mother did you a disservice not teaching you that life skill earlier. I plan to ensure that every one of my children can swallow a pill. Sorry that hit a nerve...It is ridiculous!!!! Its a flippin pill! ok you can yell at me now. Ha ha

Oh Creek, hang in there and do what Blondepegasus suggests. Five years ago I was where you are now, but it seems like yesterday! =) Now that the 'lil buggers are older and a bit more safe it is the perfect time to begin moving their things out of sight. That is liberating and energizing in itself. You'll be amazed at how little they actually play with once you start sorting. I so understand, believe me. My youngest just turned ten. He is a walking tornado, and all boy besides. Moving the toys was the start. I often would do my projects at night, staying up later than normal but in a way it was therapy, at least I was moving forward. It can be discouraging, VERY... toys, slop, mud, socks, wrappers, cars, rocks, sticks all still find their way into the house. But my painting is mainly done, the walls decorated, tweaks done here or there. It happens in stages. I did the big visual stuff first. Painting,wall decor, furniture moving because it provided the biggest visual change AND little hands couldn't move/break/slobber on them too much. True despair would set in when I would come here and see beautiful tablescapes and vingettes, clean clutter free homes, and green lush plants tucked artfully in corners, all of which only would get messed and neglected in my "lived" in home. I gave up and concentrated on clean surfaces during the weekend and projects that could be done one step at a time. We still can't have a coffee table because it won't stay clean and I refuse to aggravate myself by pretending that "this time" it'll be different! ERRG! =) What about the kids you ask? Often they would work or play on their own stuff while the living room was torn apart spread out with crafts on the floor, watching Spongebob on the couch shoved in the middle of the room, making forts under the dining room table. You can be sure that wherever you are they will want to be there too, but it was and still is some our best fun, we were together. I'd take the time to actually watch Spongebob, help with the fort, have lunch in the living room, and we'd do a lot of talking and listening, and dance and sing on different days. Fast forward us to now being 10 & 15 years old...they still come in and out, ask if I need help, offer feedback, perch on the couch filling me in on their thoughts, run through carrying a wet dog, make me watch really bad SyFy movies with them which entertains us for days. I'm happy for you being ready to move on.It'll be a crazy, slow, frustrating, fun journey, but you will create some precious memories along the way. Moving the toys(most of them)will really motivate you. BTW I have real green plants this year for the first time since I found them turned over on the floor many years ago!!! =D