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Gustavo Novaes Smid Bianchi</title><subtitle type='html'>De uma  mamãe coruja  ....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-5552907681325737907</id><published>2010-11-09T18:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T18:49:33.552-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus  6  meses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Não sei ao&amp;nbsp; certo o que significa ser&amp;nbsp; Madrinha&amp;nbsp; ou Padrinho na&amp;nbsp; vida de uma&amp;nbsp; criança....&amp;nbsp; Eu tive uma madrinha&amp;nbsp; quando era&amp;nbsp; criança,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; era uma pessoa muito querida, que todos os sobrinhos gostavam dela, a&amp;nbsp; única diferença, que&amp;nbsp; por sermos de uma&amp;nbsp; família grande,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tinhamos padrinhos e madrinhas,&amp;nbsp; parecia mas uma forma de dividir os presentes, quem daria&amp;nbsp; presente para quem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mas&amp;nbsp; eu nunca escolheria&amp;nbsp; uma&amp;nbsp; madrinha e&amp;nbsp; padrinho para o&amp;nbsp; Gustavo com esse intuito,&amp;nbsp; acredito que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tem ser uma coisa de coração ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; o amor&amp;nbsp; vale mas de que&amp;nbsp; tudo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu&amp;nbsp; me&amp;nbsp; tornei titia&amp;nbsp; a pouco tempo,&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; cerca de&amp;nbsp; umas 15&amp;nbsp; semanas,&amp;nbsp; o meu&amp;nbsp; querido baby&amp;nbsp; virá&amp;nbsp; em&amp;nbsp; março,&amp;nbsp; e desde já&amp;nbsp; amo ,&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; torço para o nosso baby, vir com muitas saúde,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; diferença não é ser madrinha ,&amp;nbsp; mas tia de verdade, ao menos&amp;nbsp; para&amp;nbsp; mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas&amp;nbsp; é&amp;nbsp; isso que vou ensinar&amp;nbsp; para o Gustavo,&amp;nbsp; pois tenho certeza que&amp;nbsp; as minhas irmãs&amp;nbsp; iriam ama-lo e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; assim&amp;nbsp; tb o&amp;nbsp; Gustavo irá&amp;nbsp; amar as suas&amp;nbsp; tidinhas do coração....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em nossa sociedade, que&amp;nbsp; todo mundo&amp;nbsp; é&amp;nbsp; tio e&amp;nbsp; tia,&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; tia da escolinhas, a&amp;nbsp; prima de&amp;nbsp; decimo grau ....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mas é dificil ensinar o que&amp;nbsp; é tia de verdade,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; nunca conseguiria escolher uma madrinha,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; então&amp;nbsp; se elas me&amp;nbsp; permitirem,&amp;nbsp; serão as tidinhas do Gustavo,&amp;nbsp; pois&amp;nbsp; tenho certeza que serão muito especial na vida dele&amp;nbsp; ...&amp;nbsp; e darão o que&amp;nbsp; ele&amp;nbsp; precisa ,&amp;nbsp; muito amor ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; com esse amor&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; vem as brincadeiras , e puxoes de orelha quando precisar....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; Tidinha Andrea&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; a Tidinha Andressa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; do&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Coração.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-2215954378582001205?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/2215954378582001205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-tidinhas-do-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2215954378582001205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2215954378582001205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-tidinhas-do-meu-coracao.html' title='As   Tidinhas  do meu coração'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-2400293512915527674</id><published>2010-09-21T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:46:34.191-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravidez  ....   A  descoberta</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Despois da&amp;nbsp; festa&amp;nbsp; de noivado ,&amp;nbsp; muito&amp;nbsp; love ..... e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ter&amp;nbsp; apos&amp;nbsp; errado no uso do&amp;nbsp; remedio , acabei por&amp;nbsp; abandona-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No final de&amp;nbsp; Agosto,&amp;nbsp; estava&amp;nbsp; atrasada,&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;fiquei desconfiada,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; eu&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; meu amor ,&amp;nbsp; fomos&amp;nbsp; na farmacia e compramos um teste ..... O&amp;nbsp; Teste deu negativo . Tudo bem,&amp;nbsp; após&amp;nbsp; alguns dias, desceu e&amp;nbsp; desencanei .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; O Adriano, no dia que&amp;nbsp; fiz o teste,&amp;nbsp; ele&amp;nbsp; disse que&amp;nbsp; ficaria&amp;nbsp; feliz se desse&amp;nbsp; positivo.&amp;nbsp; Até&amp;nbsp; gostei de ouvir&amp;nbsp; isso, apesar de não estar planejando ficar grávida, mas de certa forma&amp;nbsp; confirmou o que ja&amp;nbsp; sabia ,&amp;nbsp; que em caso de um acidente , ele&amp;nbsp; estaria do meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Um&amp;nbsp; mês se&amp;nbsp; passou,&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; mais uma vez&amp;nbsp; estava atrasada, apesar de desconfiada.... Pensei, não vou ficar neurotica&amp;nbsp; fazendo exame todo&amp;nbsp; o mês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bem e uns domingo, senti uma dorzinha no peito e&amp;nbsp; pouco de&amp;nbsp; enjoo, mas&amp;nbsp; guardei só para mim.&amp;nbsp; Uma semana de depois,&amp;nbsp; senti a mesma coisa, só com enjoo bem maior ,&amp;nbsp; praticamente tive a certeza .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui trabalhar, era&amp;nbsp; uma segunda feira,&amp;nbsp; logo que cheguei falei com uma&amp;nbsp; amiga de trabalho,&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; na hora do almoco iria&amp;nbsp; comprar um teste , mas não precisei .&amp;nbsp; Umas&amp;nbsp; 11 horas,&amp;nbsp; passei mal e&amp;nbsp; em uma&amp;nbsp; cena de&amp;nbsp; filme,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; na mesa de trabalho&amp;nbsp;, atendendo um cliente ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; senti uma&amp;nbsp; tontura , um enjoo e virei para tras e só tive tempo de&amp;nbsp; pegar a lata de lixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom,&amp;nbsp; chamei o Adriano e fomos no Hospital ,&amp;nbsp; logo que entramos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; falei com médica ,&amp;nbsp; me&amp;nbsp; passou uns remedios e&amp;nbsp; me disse se havia possibilidade de um gravidez e eu disse que sim....&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; fiz o exame .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qdo a&amp;nbsp; enfermeira pegou o resultado,&amp;nbsp; olhou para&amp;nbsp; mim e&amp;nbsp; deu sorrisinho, e&amp;nbsp; logo saquei,&amp;nbsp; mesmo antes do&amp;nbsp; resultado oficial .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A principio fiquei um pouco&amp;nbsp; confussa, pois não estava com uma&amp;nbsp; vida estruturado para chegada de um bebê, e&amp;nbsp; que minha vida iria&amp;nbsp; mudar ,&amp;nbsp; mas&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sabia que o principal&amp;nbsp; ja&amp;nbsp; havia , muio&amp;nbsp; amor ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;No mesmo dia, fui para casa, contei&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; para&amp;nbsp; Andressa ,&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; fomos para casa do Adriano e&amp;nbsp; contamos para&amp;nbsp; a familia dele ,&amp;nbsp; liguei&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; para&amp;nbsp; Andrea&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; depois fui contando a noticia&amp;nbsp; aos poucos para&amp;nbsp; todos&amp;nbsp; que fazem parte da minha&amp;nbsp; vida ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia&amp;nbsp; 03&amp;nbsp; 10&amp;nbsp; 2010, depois&amp;nbsp; desse&amp;nbsp; dia minha&amp;nbsp; vida&amp;nbsp; nunca mais&amp;nbsp; foi a&amp;nbsp; mesma,&amp;nbsp; repensei muitas coisas,&amp;nbsp; fiz muitos&amp;nbsp; planos&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; passei&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; escolher as coisas&amp;nbsp; de&amp;nbsp; bebê....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-2400293512915527674?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/2400293512915527674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/gravidez-descoberta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2400293512915527674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2400293512915527674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/gravidez-descoberta.html' title='Gravidez  ....   A  descoberta'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-5924625542314050766</id><published>2010-09-16T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:45:54.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando mamãe ama</title><content type='html'>Nunca imaginei poder amar assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querer alguém tão bem mais do que quero a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu filho você tem o amor da mamãe pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuidar de você é minha alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu cheiro, te tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegar sua mão e caminhar na vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir sua voz me chamar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode precisar de mim,meu filho te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa a hora nem o lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar ali pra te ajudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso, um olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz valer a pena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum sacrifício é tão grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando mamãe ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que nem sempre vou conseguir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes preciso te deixar ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo de longe vou te acompanhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando quiser, é só me chamar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musica&amp;nbsp; - Ana Paula Valadão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Ana Paula Valadão Bessa &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecg9Z6Ydcds"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecg9Z6Ydcds&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjhGZ1GYIvo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-5924625542314050766?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/5924625542314050766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/quando-mamae-ama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/5924625542314050766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/5924625542314050766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/quando-mamae-ama.html' title='Quando mamãe ama'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-5987734989784080593</id><published>2010-09-16T17:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:14:35.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gustavo  ...  Meu Mel</title><content type='html'>Só podia ser Você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Paula Valadão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Gustavo, meu mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedacinho do Céu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande sonho se realizou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é muito mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do que eu era capaz de escolher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só podia ser você, entre milhares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se outra vez Pudesse viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te queria denovo, denovo e denovo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só podia ser você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdão se as vezes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me perco em meus Sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se a realidade é melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você já está aqui, é bom te curtir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te fazer Feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTSo9QycaEY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTSo9QycaEY&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Essa , Gustavo ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; música que&amp;nbsp; dedico&amp;nbsp; a vc ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; essa linda música,&amp;nbsp; foi a sua&amp;nbsp; Titia ,&amp;nbsp; mas que&amp;nbsp; amada , Andréa que&amp;nbsp; encontrou e&amp;nbsp; nós mandou em&amp;nbsp; 15 de agosto de 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-5987734989784080593?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/5987734989784080593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/gustavo-meu-mel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/5987734989784080593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/5987734989784080593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/gustavo-meu-mel.html' title='Gustavo  ...  Meu Mel'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-4653651164628116123</id><published>2010-09-16T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:21:59.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma História de Amor</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gustavo , meu&amp;nbsp; amor,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; vou&amp;nbsp; lhe&amp;nbsp; contar de forma&amp;nbsp; breve&amp;nbsp; sobre o seu papai e mamãe ....&amp;nbsp; daqui alguns&amp;nbsp; anos, você&amp;nbsp; poderá ler no seu&amp;nbsp; special book,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; muitas coisas&amp;nbsp; sobre a sua&amp;nbsp; história ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ler as&amp;nbsp; expectativas sobre sua&amp;nbsp; chegada,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; recadinhos&amp;nbsp; de pessoas&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; que&amp;nbsp; desde incio fizeram parte do livro de sua vida, pessoas que te amam muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou lhe contar em&amp;nbsp; primeiro lugar , de forma breve sobre, inicio ..... como se inicio tudo , sobre o papai e&amp;nbsp; mamãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom,&amp;nbsp; em&amp;nbsp; 2008,&amp;nbsp; já tinha vivido muitas coisas na minha vida,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; realizado muitos desejos ,&amp;nbsp; o&amp;nbsp; desejo da liberdade, já&amp;nbsp; havia&amp;nbsp; feito duas faculdades,&amp;nbsp; em momento da vida que estava&amp;nbsp; trabalhando muito,&amp;nbsp; e curtindo muito a vida,&amp;nbsp; viajado , na verdade,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; estava tendo uma&amp;nbsp; vida que nunca imaginei ou sonhei em ter, nunca&amp;nbsp; tive o desejo de&amp;nbsp; vir para&amp;nbsp; SP,&amp;nbsp; morar com amigas ....&amp;nbsp; relacionamento , embora duradouros, mas sem compromisso e&amp;nbsp; expectativas .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Algumas paixões , mas&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; não&amp;nbsp; tinha&amp;nbsp; vivido um&amp;nbsp; grande amor .&amp;nbsp; Eu sabia&amp;nbsp; que&amp;nbsp; algum&amp;nbsp; momento&amp;nbsp; ele iria&amp;nbsp; surgir&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp; mas&amp;nbsp; não estava muito preocupada&amp;nbsp; com isso, embora&amp;nbsp; estava desejando que algo novo tivesse&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; acontecesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp; foi&amp;nbsp; esse desejo , que em&amp;nbsp; 15 de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; maio de&amp;nbsp; 2008,&amp;nbsp; fez&amp;nbsp; surgir o desejo, de romper com o passado e iniciar uma&amp;nbsp; nova história,&amp;nbsp; aberta as&amp;nbsp; portas do&amp;nbsp; coração,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; foi&amp;nbsp; assim neste dia em que&amp;nbsp; conheci o seu papai ,&amp;nbsp; o amor da minha&amp;nbsp; vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aberto&amp;nbsp; o coração,&amp;nbsp; deixei entrar na&amp;nbsp; minha vida e&amp;nbsp; aos poucos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fui percebendo que não seria algo passageiro e&amp;nbsp; sim , alguém&amp;nbsp; veio para&amp;nbsp; ficar .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Por&amp;nbsp; todo&amp;nbsp; amor , dedicação&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; atenção&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ele&amp;nbsp; teve comigo.&amp;nbsp; E&amp;nbsp; rapidamente, se&amp;nbsp; tornou parte da minha vida,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;mudando&amp;nbsp; o meu coração,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp; assim&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o amei&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; o amo .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-4653651164628116123?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/4653651164628116123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/uma-historia-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4653651164628116123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4653651164628116123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/uma-historia-de-amor.html' title='Uma História de Amor'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-7890972863970024405</id><published>2010-09-16T15:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:08:48.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O inicio</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu sempre&amp;nbsp; fui uma pessoa&amp;nbsp; bem&amp;nbsp; ponderada,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; minha vida&amp;nbsp; sempre&amp;nbsp; um equilibrio entre a vida&amp;nbsp; profissional , estudos e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pessoal.&amp;nbsp; Sempre acreditei que o equilibrio&amp;nbsp; era&amp;nbsp; base ,&amp;nbsp; o conjunto&amp;nbsp; é&amp;nbsp; que nós faz feliz,&amp;nbsp; nós faz&amp;nbsp; crescer , amadurecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser mãe, sempre&amp;nbsp; soube que um dia&amp;nbsp; gostaria de ser mãe,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; por&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; muitos&amp;nbsp; anos sempre achei e ainda&amp;nbsp; acho que, ser&amp;nbsp; mãe , a&amp;nbsp; gravidez ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; este é&amp;nbsp; um instinto natural , que&amp;nbsp; no momento certo , irá&amp;nbsp; surgir esse desejo,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e que&amp;nbsp; toda mudança que isso implicará,&amp;nbsp; causara muita felicidade e não será um sacrificio .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi assim,&amp;nbsp; o&amp;nbsp; desejo de ser&amp;nbsp; mãe , foi surgindo aos poucos ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; eu sabia que&amp;nbsp; estava pronta, para iniciar essa nova fase da minha vida.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;E fui deixando as coisas acontecerem naturalmente, não&amp;nbsp; foi nada programado ,&amp;nbsp; mas&amp;nbsp; havia o desejo e&amp;nbsp; deixei nas mãos&amp;nbsp; de&amp;nbsp; Deus .&amp;nbsp; Minha vida&amp;nbsp; não estava totalmente planejada para&amp;nbsp; chegada do bebê, não estava&amp;nbsp; casada,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ainda&amp;nbsp; sem o nosso teto ...&amp;nbsp; mas&amp;nbsp; faziamos planos&amp;nbsp;, para&amp;nbsp; o casamento ,&amp;nbsp; para&amp;nbsp; nossa casinha ....&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; o nosso bebê&amp;nbsp; só fez acelerar&amp;nbsp; tudo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos uma&amp;nbsp; festa de Noivado ,&amp;nbsp; talvez um pouco fora de moda nós dias atuais ,&amp;nbsp; mas&amp;nbsp; a festa de&amp;nbsp; noivado,&amp;nbsp; deve um sabor diferente,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; talvez&amp;nbsp; até de um casamento,&amp;nbsp; após&amp;nbsp; esta fase,&amp;nbsp; estavamos vivendo nas&amp;nbsp; nuvens,&amp;nbsp; uma&amp;nbsp; lua&amp;nbsp; de mel.... e&amp;nbsp; foi neste momento que o Gustavo&amp;nbsp; foi&amp;nbsp; feito...&amp;nbsp; com muito amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/TJJc9zGPvrI/AAAAAAAAFbE/SVAsOOVcOiE/s1600/OgAAAOpaKTX_kYILs3zysqag2UqbbmUSptgmArPbHl4RWVYDVOFJ-qApDNasRZ__voA0pG989lHkcvh4q9EfQKiBsAUAm1T1UMfHMhJfxODjeev05KthY5zz6Sa9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/TJJc9zGPvrI/AAAAAAAAFbE/SVAsOOVcOiE/s320/OgAAAOpaKTX_kYILs3zysqag2UqbbmUSptgmArPbHl4RWVYDVOFJ-qApDNasRZ__voA0pG989lHkcvh4q9EfQKiBsAUAm1T1UMfHMhJfxODjeev05KthY5zz6Sa9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto do Noivado&amp;nbsp; 27&amp;nbsp; 07 2009 -&amp;nbsp; Festa&amp;nbsp; Junina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estamos&amp;nbsp; fazendo tudo como&amp;nbsp; manda a tradição,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lua de mel , noivado , bebe, casamento e&amp;nbsp; agora estamos comprando nossa casinha ......&amp;nbsp; esta tudo fora de&amp;nbsp; ordem ,&amp;nbsp; do nosso&amp;nbsp; jeito , mas&amp;nbsp; esta dando tudo&amp;nbsp; certo , e estou muito feliz ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-7890972863970024405?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7890972863970024405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-inicio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/7890972863970024405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/7890972863970024405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-inicio.html' title='O inicio'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/TJJc9zGPvrI/AAAAAAAAFbE/SVAsOOVcOiE/s72-c/OgAAAOpaKTX_kYILs3zysqag2UqbbmUSptgmArPbHl4RWVYDVOFJ-qApDNasRZ__voA0pG989lHkcvh4q9EfQKiBsAUAm1T1UMfHMhJfxODjeev05KthY5zz6Sa9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-1932211219581514331</id><published>2010-08-24T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:06:09.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escrevendo Uma  Historia .....</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Convido&amp;nbsp; a vcs,&amp;nbsp; meus&amp;nbsp; amigos,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; familiares,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e as minhas&amp;nbsp; linda e queridas irmãs&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; papai&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; babaõ,&amp;nbsp; há escrever esta&amp;nbsp; história, para&amp;nbsp; quem sabe um dia&amp;nbsp; o nosso lindo bebê , possa ler&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; poder&amp;nbsp; conhecer&amp;nbsp; de todos os lados&amp;nbsp; como foi,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; há espera ,as&amp;nbsp; espectativas da chegada , ao primeiro&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp; muitos&amp;nbsp; aniversários&amp;nbsp; que virão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Entao deixo todas a vontade&amp;nbsp; para&amp;nbsp; acrescentar comentarios, fotos e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; postar publicações ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a todos ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-1932211219581514331?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/1932211219581514331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/08/escrevendo-uma-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/1932211219581514331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/1932211219581514331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/08/escrevendo-uma-historia.html' title='Escrevendo Uma  Historia .....'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-7257593528991683725</id><published>2010-08-23T18:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:43:32.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apreendendo a ser Blogueira ...</title><content type='html'>Tenho que apreender a arte do blog, confesso que  não sei o q  escrever , acabo deixando ele  esquecido ....  Mas  hoje esta lendo o blog da minha irmã , e   acompanhando a sua linda gravidez ... confesso que me deu vontade de atualizar o meu ..  vou atualizar  com fotos do meu lindo bebê ...  A maravilhosa  experiencia de ser mãe ,  nada  é melhor ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-7257593528991683725?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7257593528991683725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/08/apreendendo-ser-bloggeira.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/7257593528991683725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/7257593528991683725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2010/08/apreendendo-ser-bloggeira.html' title='Apreendendo a ser Blogueira ...'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-4219364604281768497</id><published>2009-11-26T22:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:58:02.234-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrassom do primeiro trimestre</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVKEa3VuKKA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVKEa3VuKKA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-4219364604281768497?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/4219364604281768497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultrassom-do-primeiro-trimestre.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4219364604281768497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4219364604281768497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultrassom-do-primeiro-trimestre.html' title='Ultrassom do primeiro trimestre'/><author><name>Adriano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802921484882579349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpfK_IBE2DQ/ShVG4lJRkiI/AAAAAAAAACY/Cijt3fZ5m1k/S220/DSCF3439.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-753816390181680973</id><published>2009-11-05T20:34:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:36:42.199-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebê  a Bordo</title><content type='html'>Ontem,  recebi um email do banco , sobre um curso   para novos  pais . Será  dia  28 11 2009 , será no  CEIC ,  das 09 as 17 hs . Me inscrevi , afinal preciso começar a  me interrar desde novo mundo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundo que esconhecia  até pouco tempo e  agora tenho que me colocar a par.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-753816390181680973?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/753816390181680973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/bebe-bordo_05.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/753816390181680973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/753816390181680973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/bebe-bordo_05.html' title='Bebê  a Bordo'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-3683608906612666448</id><published>2009-11-05T20:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:34:17.860-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebê  a Bordo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-3683608906612666448?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/3683608906612666448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/bebe-bordo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/3683608906612666448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/3683608906612666448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/bebe-bordo.html' title='Bebê  a Bordo'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-2587238195720014479</id><published>2009-11-04T20:56:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:09:02.534-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Menino ou Menina  ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/SvIIZn9kd7I/AAAAAAAAFIE/_l6PyBuvZ4I/s1600-h/imagem_bebes_de_marzipan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/SvIIZn9kd7I/AAAAAAAAFIE/_l6PyBuvZ4I/s320/imagem_bebes_de_marzipan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400388139487623090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    A ansiedade tomo conta de nós ,   queremos  saber  se teremos uma meninha ou meninho .  Vamos ao shopping,  olhamos , olhamos ... e  não compramos .  Pensamos em nomes, fazemos  listas, mas não decidimos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje liguei para marcar o ultrassom morfologico e  obstetrico,    vou fazer   no  dia 21 ,  quando terei  completado  14ª  semana .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será  conseguiremos  descobrir ???  ou  vamos  esperar mais um pouco .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-2587238195720014479?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/2587238195720014479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/menino-ou-menina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2587238195720014479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/2587238195720014479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/11/menino-ou-menina.html' title='Menino ou Menina  ???'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/SvIIZn9kd7I/AAAAAAAAFIE/_l6PyBuvZ4I/s72-c/imagem_bebes_de_marzipan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-3746857575659567260</id><published>2009-10-29T21:43:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:53:01.523-02:00</updated><title type='text'>10  semanas</title><content type='html'>10  semanas  ...  enjôos  a  parte.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber direito  o que vai acontecer ,  sem   ter como fazer planos ...  Mas  sei que vai ser  bom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barriga   ta  crescendo , as roupas não estão mas servindo  ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-3746857575659567260?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/3746857575659567260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-semanas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/3746857575659567260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/3746857575659567260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-semanas.html' title='10  semanas'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-105748325816900830</id><published>2009-10-15T20:03:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:33:51.194-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamãe   ???   Eu ???</title><content type='html'>Dia   05  10 2009  ,     esta  foi a data que descobri que  seria  Mamãe ....   A principio um nervoso,  uma  ansiedade, saber  que essa  data  seria  divisoria .....  de  agora para  todo sempre   não será  mais  só  eu ...    farei  parte do  grupo das mamãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou fazer um curso de mamãe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-105748325816900830?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/105748325816900830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/mamae-eu_3939.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/105748325816900830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/105748325816900830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/mamae-eu_3939.html' title='Mamãe   ???   Eu ???'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-671664083417338989</id><published>2009-06-19T11:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:47:20.611-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Está Chegando a Hora</title><content type='html'>Este é o último final de semana de preparativos, antes do singelo arraial que estamos preparando para comemorar um momento muito importante em nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou muito ancioso, minhas noites de sono não estão exatamente tranquilas, pois sonho muito com o dia e com a festa, meus dias também tem boa parte da atenção voltada para a festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No geral, espero que dê tudo certo e que a festa seja ótima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero aproveitar para agradecer a todos, pois todos estão muito empolgados, já estamos vendo que alegria não vai faltar lá. Mas gostaria de fazer um agradecimento muito especial a pessoas que estão nos dando uma assessoria extremamente útil e estão fazendo de tudo para nos ajudar, portanto, fica um muito obrigado de coração para a Amanda, minha irmã, para as irmãs da Vivi, Andrea e Andressa, para nossas Mães, para a Nona, minha avó, para a Michele, e no geral, para todos os nossos amigos que de alguma forma estão ajudando ou  querendo ajudar para que essa festa seja bonita e dê tudo certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que estamos entrando na semana que vai ser a mais corrida, portanto, se eu não escrever mais aqui até lá, saibam que estarei aguardando, no dia da festa, todos os convidados de braços abertos e com um imenso carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero vocês lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-671664083417338989?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/671664083417338989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-chegando-hora.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/671664083417338989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/671664083417338989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-chegando-hora.html' title='Está Chegando a Hora'/><author><name>Adriano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802921484882579349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpfK_IBE2DQ/ShVG4lJRkiI/AAAAAAAAACY/Cijt3fZ5m1k/S220/DSCF3439.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-4562912203231809296</id><published>2009-05-29T02:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:43:25.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pícassa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Sh91ymofVqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2xSuyNkf-R8/s1600-h/Dezembro+Natal+e+Ano+Novo+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341117195308979874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Sh91ymofVqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2xSuyNkf-R8/s320/Dezembro+Natal+e+Ano+Novo+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/vivi123456789"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com.br/vivi123456789&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-4562912203231809296?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://picasaweb.google.com.br/vivi123456789/Mix2008?feat=directlink' title='Pícassa'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/4562912203231809296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/picassa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4562912203231809296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/4562912203231809296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/picassa.html' title='Pícassa'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Sh91ymofVqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2xSuyNkf-R8/s72-c/Dezembro+Natal+e+Ano+Novo+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-6308436341254532503</id><published>2009-05-26T00:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:35:33.327-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai começar a contagem regressiva.</title><content type='html'>26 de Maio de 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai começar a contagem regressiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em menos de 24 horas faltará exatamente 1 mês para o dia do nosso noivado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 27 de junho de 2009 eu formalizarei para todos os convidados aquilo que todos já imaginavam e que agora já sabem. Oficializarei que a Viviane é a mulher com quem eu quero me casar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ela disse no post abaixo, queremos que todos venham com muita alegria e façam muita festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queremos que nossos convidados compartilhem com a gente a alegria que estamos sentindo, que sintam um pouco do carinho que temos um com o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou ancioso, nervoso, feliz, confiante de que nestes dias conseguiremos preparar uma festa bonita e divertida para todos. Os sentimentos são muitos, não dá pra explicar direito, a responsabilidade de preparar algo que agrade todas as pessoas que mais gostamos me deixa um pouco assustado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor, quero que esta festa seja especial para você, quero que a partir desta festa você tenha ainda mais certeza do tanto que eu te amo, de o quanto você é especial para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que nosso dia chegue logo e que muitas pessoas que são queridas da gente estejam presentes para testemunhar o nosso amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-6308436341254532503?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6308436341254532503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/vai-comecar-contagem-regressiva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6308436341254532503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6308436341254532503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/vai-comecar-contagem-regressiva.html' title='Vai começar a contagem regressiva.'/><author><name>Adriano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12802921484882579349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HpfK_IBE2DQ/ShVG4lJRkiI/AAAAAAAAACY/Cijt3fZ5m1k/S220/DSCF3439.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-6547897449625067440</id><published>2009-05-25T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:51:57.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>" Viviane e Adriano ": Noivado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html"&gt;" Viviane e Adriano ": Noivado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-6547897449625067440?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html' title='&quot; Viviane e Adriano &quot;: Noivado'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6547897449625067440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/viviane-e-adriano-noivado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6547897449625067440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6547897449625067440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/viviane-e-adriano-noivado.html' title='&quot; Viviane e Adriano &quot;: Noivado'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-6243035032187290082</id><published>2009-05-20T22:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:07:22.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>27  de  Junho de  2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Shlv8C0FaFI/AAAAAAAADsU/uReMdsLGcIc/s1600-h/Convite+Noivado+1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339421910562596946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Shlv8C0FaFI/AAAAAAAADsU/uReMdsLGcIc/s320/Convite+Noivado+1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShStwpXfSsI/AAAAAAAADsI/uw_mA6K3aQs/s1600-h/junina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O Arraial de Noivado "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adriano e Viviane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;27 de junho de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nosso Noivado , será uma festa típica , a qual convido a todos entrarem com muita alegria , com direito a tudo de melhor de uma boa festa junina .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Banderinhas e Todas aquelas delíciosas comidas típicas : arroz doce , canjica , pinhão , pipoca , cachorro quente , quentão , vinho quente , bolo fubá , pamonhã , e muito mais ...... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah Pessoal ! Quero ver todo mundo a caráter , pois terá direito a boa e velha quadrilha , todo mundo ensaiando em cas a para não fazer feio na festa . Heimmmm .... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Convite Logo , Logo chega na sua casa .... sôoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-6243035032187290082?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6243035032187290082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/27-de-junho-de-2009.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6243035032187290082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/6243035032187290082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/27-de-junho-de-2009.html' title='27  de  Junho de  2009'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/Shlv8C0FaFI/AAAAAAAADsU/uReMdsLGcIc/s72-c/Convite+Noivado+1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4238938392170546411.post-8032309775133336512</id><published>2009-05-20T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:21:36.904-03:00</updated><title type='text'>" Um brinde a Vida": Noivado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html"&gt;" Um brinde a Vida": Noivado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-8032309775133336512?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html' title='&quot; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShSqIlsu2JI/AAAAAAAADsA/JyIQzr-Y8s4/s320/DSCF2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShSkjPyic5I/AAAAAAAADr4/FUVqNkjrN-g/s1600-h/343.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adriano  e  Viviane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Uma  História  de Amor ,  foi  amor  a primeira , desde  o  primeiro momento, senti  algo  diferente , intenso ,   não  consigo explicar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Em   17 05 2008  .....    minha  vida mudou  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          E  desde  então,  estamos  sempre  grudados ,   é    muito  intenso ,    parece  que estamos juntos a muitos  anos ,  talvez por termos vivido muitas    coisa   juntos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            Adriano   te  amo  !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4238938392170546411-8381495315512433556?l=vivianenovaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/feeds/8381495315512433556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/8381495315512433556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4238938392170546411/posts/default/8381495315512433556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivianenovaes.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivado.html' title='Noivado'/><author><name>Viviane  Novaes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16498485424495708264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShIQUbbYxwI/AAAAAAAADrU/4mpszu7vXSQ/S220/376.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rcKLEauQwTg/ShSqIlsu2JI/AAAAAAAADsA/JyIQzr-Y8s4/s72-c/DSCF2892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
