Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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RuI carry your hearts (I carry them in my heart)

I’d say this is my most important goal here (both to myself and as the most heavily cheered), and one I’ll continue to the best of my abilities for as long as I’m alive.

When I first came to 43Things, this was one of the very first things I listed, and this was one of my first entries. Isak was a tiny baby and I was finding my footing as a new mom, but I’m still behind everything I wrote back then, which now goes for Iris too.

So much has happened since those early days – I’ve learned so much, made lots of mistakes along the way (and probably been too hard on myself for them), we’ve all grown and had adventures, accomplishments, scares, scars, celebrations, hysterical laughter, exquisite messes, and the odd tantrum.

We’re trying to load up on unconditional love, diverse experiences, open communication, stories, games, knowledge, creativity, and lots of unstructured play, as well as the discipline, stability, safety etc. needed for a good balance.

We’ve juggled our constantly changing family dynamics and I’ve had my heart expand in ways I didn’t think were possible. Life is a daily adventure and it’s lovely seeing things through their eyes, sharing things they don’t know (and vise versa), and being fortunate enough to be so involved in their lives.

The kids have grown up on this site, and it feels like it’s gone so fast. Isak has gone from a wee infant to a truly wonderful, warmhearted, creative young man. I feel blessed that at 9 he’s still so affectionate and keen on talking and doing things together.

Iris was just a dream on a tricky and sometimes devastating road that ran straight through 43Things the whole way. She was a deep hope that finally sparked a positive test that grew into shared ultrasounds and being welcomed into the world. Now she’s three and fearless – running around in pigtails; full of laughter and fire. I’m glad to have shared this part of our lives here.

Thanks to those of you who shared sage advice (or just listened) and sent such gloriously random things (postcards, books, games, distant treats, handmade bits and bobs) that have expanded their horizons, fueled their imaginations.

I can’t express how badly I want to raise happy, healthy, productive, compassionate, wonderful people with shiny moral compasses. I hope when I’m gone (hopefully a long, long time from now) they’ll remember me as a good mom that helped to fuel happy, loving childhoods. I love them both so much it hurts.

Such a difficult and gorgeous adventure, parenthood. I love it from the bottom of my disheveled but constantly overflowing heart. 3 months ago


MaisQubbajUntitled

be a good beautiful caring loving mother ,adviser, listener stands beside her children . 3 months ago


xmyheartBack in the Day

This is back when you were 9. What a sweet age that was. Your mommy wanted to make you so happy, we got a magician and threw you the best birthday party that I could make happen for you. I love you my sweet boy. I never stop loving you. 8 months ago


naughtyminx78This will always be a goal I want to focus clearly on...

...both in having collective family time but also in giving each child one to one time where they have my full attention. 10 months ago


xmyheartDear Son

You are my sunshine, you are my life.
We have been through a lot you and I.
You know that I love you.
But I’m still going to remind you.
That no matter where we go,
what we do,
or who we are…
You are my sunshine, you are my life! 11 months ago


RuHives without honey

I’ve been intending to write up a long kid catch-up here – birthdays and holidays and changes and various goalposts, though there’s always so much about them wrapped in my daily happiness entries. I’ll try to get around to that soon, in the meantime:

Last night, about an hour after eating a pecan brownie he’d chosen at the bakery as a special treat, Isak complained about being itchy. I noticed some welts around his mouth, then realized he had red patches around his face and neck. I checked him out and found bright red blotches across his chest, back, arms, and thighs.

After making sure he had no trouble breathing and his tongue looked okay, I called the nurseline. They had me call 911, who in turn suggested they send someone over (as opposed to bundling up both kids and trudging through the snow to the nearest hospital). Unable to contact M, who was on his way home from work, I agreed to waiting for ambulance triage and potential transport. Because we weren’t top priority (unless his breathing suddenly got bad) it took about half an hour.

Isak was shy and anxious about the ambulance attendants and hid when they arrived, which didn’t help matters. He really didn’t want to be checked out, but grudgingly relented – fortunately M got home around then. They said we should definitely go to emergency (even just to try to determine what the reaction was from), so we drove over. M dropped Isak and I off and took Iris home. Thankfully it was fairly slow and quiet when got there. We checked in and waited and waited and waited… books and iPad monopoly made it easier. He was quite tickled by the grown-up sized blue gown, which was like a giant dress on him, and seemed in good spirits.

The doctor we finally saw was young and friendly (and made a deadpan head transplant joke that made Isak a bit nervous, but he got over it quickly) and after a thorough check and info gathering said it was a bad attack of hives and we really couldn’t be certain what caused it – perhaps food, but just as likely something else – even his recent sickness, a bug bite, stress, detergent, etc.

The good thing is he had no signs of anaphylaxis, so the doctor advised against running off to the allergist, stocking up on epipens, and micro-monitoring everything just-in-case. He offered a one time epipen prescription if we’d feel better, but suggested we just let some benadryl kick in and try to just relax about it.

The benadryl helped quickly, and after they let us go he wanted to walk home and look at Christmas lights along the way, so we did. We got home, ate dinner, and then he went to bed. This morning he was looking and feeling 100% and went happily off to school. It’s beneficial that I’ve now familiarized myself with the hospital here and filled out the paperwork so any future visits will be smoother.

I’m very grateful that everything turned out okay and that everybody we dealt with last night was so wonderful. I’m also glad I was able to stay calm even though I was very worried about him – that helped everyone. Fingers crossed it’ll be a one time thing. 11 months ago


LadyBenoitMy mother was an impatient one...

I’ve always been considered to be patient; however, the level thereof was tested once I had a child and had to balance the rest of my life. I’ve heightened my patience by implementing new techniques – if baby is sleepy and throwing a tantrum I do what I call “stepping within myself.” It essentially means I stop focusing solely on her for a moment (which includes making sure she’s safe first), I stop doing everything and just meditate on the spot, standing if I have to. I focus on the fact that I love her more than life, that she is imperfect, regardless of how perfect I think she is, lol, that she is just a baby who hasn’t learned to express herself in other ways, that I have the capacity to be as patient as needed… I take deep breaths and then I’m able to refocus on the task at hand.

This has helped me with her, with my mother, with schoolwork, with myself… 11 months ago


Spiritulibre56Untitled

So yesterday to be proactive at my goal of being a good mother I started the day off by cooking a big breakfast!!! Then we went to grandmas & did art together!! We had so much fun drawing faces!! My honey is such a great artist!!! Today I’m making pancakes, eggs, bacon, and yogurt & banana for breakfast! Then we r going to a very prestigious school to apply for preschool!! After that I’m taking her to the park! Today I want emphasize positive affirmations to build her self confidence!! I love being a mommy!!! 12 months ago


morgangreyI know this never ends, but...

My youngest is over 21, so mothering is a different thing now. 12 months ago


Spiritulibre56Potty training

Tmrw is a diaper free day! We are potty training! Gota pack extra clothes for our trip to Costco! Wish us luck!! :)) 12 months ago


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