{"id":9465,"date":"2011-09-07T05:25:36","date_gmt":"2011-09-07T03:25:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=9465"},"modified":"2011-09-06T20:46:43","modified_gmt":"2011-09-06T18:46:43","slug":"retour-a-la-normale","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=9465","title":{"rendered":"Retour \u00e0 la normale ?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi je ne suis pas que maman.
\nIl y a quelques lunes j’avais une vie, des passions, du temps.
\nBeaucoup de temps … que je prenais pour argent comptant.<\/p>\n

Avec la maternit\u00e9, la joie de faire des concessions,
\nDevoir choisir ses priorit\u00e9s, jongler avec sa concentration,
\nTenter de garder le cap, accepter de dire non.<\/p>\n

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Home inspiration by Femina<\/a><\/p>\n

J’ai espoir que la fin de la parenth\u00e8se enchant\u00e9e,
\net le d\u00e9but du temps de l’\u00e9cole,
\nMe permette d’am\u00e9nager un peu mieux mon temps,
\nRetrouver un semblant d’\u00e9quilibre qui ressemble \u00e0 ma vie d’avant …<\/p>\n

Et vous, vous pensez que je prends mes r\u00eaves pour des r\u00e9alit\u00e9s ?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi je ne suis pas que maman. Il y a quelques lunes j’avais une vie, des passions, du temps. Beaucoup de temps … que je prenais pour argent comptant. Avec la maternit\u00e9, la joie de faire des concessions, Devoir choisir ses priorit\u00e9s, jongler avec sa concentration, Tenter de garder le cap, accepter de dire non. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_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}},"categories":[38],"tags":[394,396,212],"class_list":["post-9465","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","tag-decoration","tag-pensees","tag-rainbow"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-2sF","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9465","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=9465"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9465\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9465"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9465"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9465"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}