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Baby Tracking / Baby's DiaryMesureBib is a free and subscription-free baby tracking application ("baby diary") that accompanies you during your babies' first years.MesureBib allows you to easily monitor the feeding (bottle monitoring and breastfeeding), diapers, sleeping, growth (height/weight), tem -
Kitty\xe2\x80\x99s Kitchen Diary\xf0\x9f\x98\xbaThe grand opening of Kitty's Kitchen Diary!\xf0\x9f\x90\xbe===========================My little Pippi and Poppo,Did you get to the village, safe and sound?I think it's time I handed down my recipe collection to you.Just remember to cook with love, and -
Coleiro Fibra Campe\xc3\xa3oTurn your collar trainer's training into an interactive and fun experience!With the Champion Fiber Collar, you can access the best songs to insert puppies, browns or your machine ready for tournaments \xe2\x80\x94 and you can also evolve with a gamified system:\xf0\x9f\x8 -
It all started on one of those lazy Sundays when the rain tapped gently against my window, and I found myself drowning in boredom. My phone felt like a lifeline, so I scrolled endlessly through app stores, searching for something to spark that creative flame I’d buried since art school. That’s when I discovered Princess Makeup Games Levels—not just another dress-up game, but a portal to a world where I could play fairy godmother to virtual royalty. From the moment I tapped open the app, I was ho -
It started with a simple morning routine turned nightmare. Every time I ran my fingers through my hair, a few more strands would cling to my palm, whispering a silent alarm of something wrong. I'd stare at the bathroom sink, watching those tiny threads swirl down the drain, and feel a knot tighten in my stomach. Was it stress? Genetics? Or just aging creeping in? The uncertainty gnawed at me, making me avoid mirrors and hats, as if hiding from a truth I couldn't face. Then, one evening, while sc -
Rain lashed against the hospital window as I gripped my phone, the sterile smell of antiseptic burning my nostrils. Three days into Dad's unexpected ICU stay, my paper journal lay forgotten in some hallway, pages soaked from a spilled coffee during the midnight vigil. That's when desperation led me to download My Diary - and within hours, this unassuming app became my emotional anchor in the storm. I remember fumbling with trembling fingers, capturing the haunting beep of monitors through its au -
Rain lashed against the hospital windows as Dr. Evans slid my chart across the desk. "These fluctuations," he tapped the jagged lines, "aren't just numbers - they're landmines." That phrase echoed through my Uber ride home, each pothole jolting my chest. My fingers trembled as I fumbled with the blood pressure cuff later that night, the inflatable sleeve feeling like a venomous snake coiling around my arm. How could I spot danger between monthly check-ups? That's when I discovered **BloodPressur -
The metallic tang of cheap pub ale clung to my throat as I stared down the scarred dartboard. Another Tuesday, another humiliation. My third dart wobbled pathetically into the single 5 segment, sealing my fifth straight loss to Gary from accounting. "Mate, you throw like my nan after her hip op," he chuckled, clapping my shoulder with faux sympathy. That moment - the vibration of the dartboard wire humming under florescent lights, Gary's cologne mixing with stale smoke - crystallized my decade-l -
Rain lashed against the barn roof like thrown gravel as I knelt in the muck, one arm buried elbow-deep in a heifer named Gertrude. Her panicked bellows vibrated through my ribs while her calf's hoof jabbed my forearm - wrong position, backward, the nightmare scenario. My other hand scrambled for the phone, mud-smeared screen refusing to recognize frantic swipes. Where was that damned ketosis record from last month? Without it, the vet would be guessing with the calcium drip. Paper charts dissolv -
Animal Rescue: Pet Shop StoryAre you a pet person? What about being a pet HERO? Save abandoned animals and bring them to the best pet shop in town: YOURS! In this fantastic management game, you will serve FURRY and extra CUTE pets while rescuing your favorite animals!Your regular customers will include cute cats, dogs, nice farm animals as pigs, sheeps, bulls, bunnies and more! You and your employees will chase and try to find lost animals around the city\xe2\x80\xa6 If you track the right CLUE -
Idle Egg FactoryYou have an egg factory, and your goal is to make the chickens lay as many eggs as possible.Starting from a small factory, the eggs will be packaged and sold to earn income. Use the money to upgrade the production line. The higher the level, the faster the production speed and the hi -
Cute timer app: Parrot TimerA cute kitchen timer app with parrots.Features. -Cute parrots will appear on the timer screen, and when the time comes, the parrots will start dancing. -There are 5 parrots available by default. If you use Parrot Timer a lot, you may get a new parrot. -Parrot Timer is not only cute, but also easy to use as a kitchen timer.*Parrot Timer is designed for use as a kitchen timer. However, the app can be used as a regular timer. -
The Gobi Desert wind howled like a wounded animal, whipping stinging sand against my face shield. I crouched behind a half-built concrete wall, fumbling with clipboard papers that flapped violently like trapped birds. My gloves - thick enough to handle rebar but useless for paperwork - smeared graphite across the daily safety log as another gust ripped three pages into the swirling beige chaos. That's when I snapped. Screaming curses swallowed by the wind, I hurled the clipboard against the wall -
I still remember the trembling in my fingers as I fumbled with my phone that rainy evening, the screen glistening with droplets that mirrored the chaos in my mind. It was the day I decided enough was enough—after another blurry night that left me hollow, I swore off alcohol for good. But how does one even begin to count the days when every moment feels like an eternity? That's when I stumbled upon an app simply called Day Counter, though I'd later come to think of it as my silent confi -
It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon when my best friend, Sarah, shoved her phone in my face during our coffee catch-up. "You have to try this," she insisted, her eyes wide with that knowing glint. I'd been venting about my chaotic attempts to start a family—months of disjointed calendar scribbles and forgotten doctor's advice. Skeptical but desperate, I downloaded HiMommy right there in the café, the app icon flashing like a tiny beacon of hope on my screen. Little did I know, that simple tap would -
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The concrete jungle had swallowed me whole for months. Deadline after deadline, the relentless ping of Slack notifications replaced birdsong until my nerves felt like frayed piano wires. One Tuesday, staring at spreadsheets at 3 AM, I caught a flicker of movement outside my 22nd-floor apartment window. A lone swiftlet darted between skyscrapers, its silhouette cutting through the orange haze of city lights. That glimpse cracked something open – a visceral hunger for wilderness I'd buried under E -
Educast - SSTracker*** Please Note: Access is restricted to registered school and their students. Please contact us on the provided email if you are interested in a 15-day free trial***Attendance TrackingExamsNoticesHomeworkEventsResultsReportsAdvanced Attendance SystemZoom Based Live Classes*Innovative Student Attention Tracking*Curriculum Progress Tracking*In-depth ReportingAnd Much More...*These features availability is controlled by the participating schools.More -
Rain lashed against the kitchen window as I stared at the innocuous bowl of oatmeal – my third failed breakfast experiment that week. That familiar bubbling dread started in my lower abdomen, the precursor to hours of cramping that would leave me fetal-positioned on the bathroom floor. I'd eliminated gluten, dairy, even nightshades, playing elimination roulette with my sanity. My nutritionist's food diary template sat abandoned on the counter, a graveyard of incomplete entries and forgotten meal