I’ve sat down to write this post about nine thousand times.
<I wrote that three days ago.>
As I was saying, I’ve sat down numerous times [I've lost count by now but am pretty sure I started this blog post a few months ago] to confess, share, and muse about my experiences as a new mother.
It wasn’t until reading Nancy’s post about breaking our silence as women that I finally said enough is enough – I need to get this blog beast out of my system.
Initially, I started writing to confess things about motherhood that my alter ego Miss Independent is not fond of: a screaming baby, vomit caked on my Seven jeans…[read the rest here at Live.Breathe.Grow.]
I spent what started as weeks and turned into months debating what clever segue I’d use to share the news. Convinced one of the numerous
crises anecdotes I’ve logged during the past seven months would provide ample opportunity for disclosure – about one night stands with food, burping in public, being annoyed by gravity, etc. – what materialized instead was an extreme lack of writing or interacting with people in general. What’s this news that could leave me feeling anti-social with a borderline personality disorder while napping through most of the day? Why, a baby, of course!
Yep, The Big Guy and I made a small person. Go figure. Our miniature big guy is slated to arrive sometime around June 5th of this year. I expect he’ll either come out swinging and swearing like a good Marine or chaturanga-ing and chanting like Krishna Das [we shall see what crossbreed yogi-warrior emerges].
At Week 26, The Big Guy so kindly reminded me that I’d been pregnant “for half a year!” [Really? Geez, it's not like I was counting Every. Second. Ticking. By.]. As long as you discount the first four months a.k.a. The Head-in-Toilet Stage, I’ve been blessed with an easy pregnancy. [Easy despite having developed a mild obsession with rearranging the living room every week and squandering most of our money at HomeGoods. Dear American Express: we'll work something out later.]
Now, at 32 weeks, time really has flown by. I finally stopped doing handstands sometime in February and now officially prefer a yin practice at home instead of a funky flow at the studio. The transition has been a mental challenge but I figure my mat-mates appreciate my choice to moan excessively in pigeon/frog/hanumanasana ecstasy in private [hip openers just feeeeeel soooooo gooooooood!].
Anyway, it’s hard to imagine I’m just a quick blink away from meeting my main man. Although I can’t promise any coherent and/or interesting posts until a few months post-partum, I will have some professional belly photos to share soon and promise that, when I do finally post, it’ll we well worth the wait. Yes, pregnancy is beautiful, divine, and a blessing, but it is also hilarious and awkward and brings a whole new meaning to a yoga practice. I’ve compiled many tales to share.
In the meantime, don’t forget to entertain yourselves by visiting yoga friends at YIOM, the omniscient and hilarious yogauthority YogaDork, and of course some old favorites YIFY and Darla Cooks (a.k.a. Sweaty Darla – she’s cookin’ up some serious yumminess these days).
…stay tuned and don’t forget to check back soon friends – you know I won’t stay quiet for long!
…Don’t call it a comeback! [He also says some less-than-ladylike things in that song, too, but that's really the only applicable line.]
It feels like five minutes – not five months – since I last sat down to post. Like any art worth practicing on a regular basis, writing becomes more difficult the less frequently one engages in it. So, today I’ll use lots of pretty pictures to tell my story. [Yay, pretty pictures!]
In early 2011, I was offered the opportunity to serve as one of the 26 national Volunteer Race Directors for the Travis Manion Foundation‘s 9/11 Heroes Run. Having never even been to a 5k let alone participated in one – the girl who walked the 1-mile test during high school gym class? You’re looking at her – the idea of being in charge of a race scared the s*%t out of me. Then I saw the commercial.
So, I signed up! [Cue chaos.]
Initially, I figured we’d call it a success if a few of my closest friends showed up on race day…
Maybe a handful…
Six or seven…
On September 11, 2011, seven HUNDRED of my closest friends showed up to race. [In the words of McLovin', ChickaChickaWahWah?] Oh yes, you heard me: Almost seven hundred people participated – and that doesn’t count volunteers (who I am forever indebted to) or vendors. Read more…
I promise I’ll be back soon for some
banter yoga-related blabber once the crazy schedule subsides. Much love!
Sunny skies, beach trips, popsicles, and lazy days are almost upon us, dear readers! Although heat waves have parts of the country convinced it’s full-blown summer already, Señor Summer isn’t quite here yet – but he is definitely peeking around the corner. In fact, the Northern Hemisphere’s summer season officially begins in just four days on June 21, 2011, also known as the Solstice [apologies to my Aussie pals].
In honor of the longest and sunniest day of the year, VY has teamed up with Nancy and Terra at Live.Breathe.Grow. to make sure you look your brightest and best for the dog days to come. [You might remember Nancy and Terra from our interview a few months ago]. Whether riding your mat or hammock gliding all through the lazy days, LBG’s 100% organic cotton tees will keep you comfortable and stylish [and motivated - a positive affirmation adorns the back of every top!]. Breathable, soft, and free of environmentally-damaging chemicals, LBG’s newest collection features a Lotus, Om, and Sun tee. Browse the tees at their online shop.
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Live.Breathe.Grow….into who you are meant to be.
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