{"id":13901,"date":"2012-06-14T05:25:25","date_gmt":"2012-06-14T03:25:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=13901"},"modified":"2012-06-13T22:49:18","modified_gmt":"2012-06-13T20:49:18","slug":"notre-journee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=13901","title":{"rendered":"Notre journ\u00e9e"},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi, le 14 Juin, je pense \u00e0 ma maman.<\/p>\n

Avant j’\u00e9tais auto-centr\u00e9e sur ce jour si particulier,
\nComme si j’\u00e9tais la seule personne concern\u00e9e,
\nPuis James est n\u00e9, et j’ai compris \u00e0 quel point je me trompais.<\/p>\n

Aujourd’hui, il y a d\u00e9j\u00e0 quelques ann\u00e9es, je suis n\u00e9e,
\nLa vie de Maman a probablement chang\u00e9,
\nAutant que la mienne a \u00e9t\u00e9 boulevers\u00e9e.<\/p>\n

Chavir\u00e9e par un indescriptible amour,
\nQue jamais nous aurions pu soup\u00e7onner,
\nL’arriv\u00e9e d’un enfant et la polarit\u00e9 de notre monde s’est invers\u00e9e.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/p>\n

Ce qui \u00e9tait si important devenu futile presque oubli\u00e9,
\nEt cette journ\u00e9e grav\u00e9e en nous \u00e0 tout jamais.<\/p>\n

Happy Day Mum !
\nThank you for this Day & Life as a whole.
\nLove.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Et j’en profite aussi donc pour souhaiter \u00e0 Joyeux Anniversaire,<\/em>
\n\u00c0 ma jumelle Mlle Greenye<\/a> !<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi, le 14 Juin, je pense \u00e0 ma maman. Avant j’\u00e9tais auto-centr\u00e9e sur ce jour si particulier, Comme si j’\u00e9tais la seule personne concern\u00e9e, Puis James est n\u00e9, et j’ai compris \u00e0 quel point je me trompais. Aujourd’hui, il y a d\u00e9j\u00e0 quelques ann\u00e9es, je suis n\u00e9e, La vie de Maman a probablement chang\u00e9, Autant […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[38],"tags":[396,212],"class_list":["post-13901","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","tag-pensees","tag-rainbow"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-3Cd","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13901","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=13901"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13901\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13908,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13901\/revisions\/13908"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13901"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13901"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13901"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}