All is quiet on the yoga teaching front. But not so quite on the home front. My days are filled with the scent of newborn baby, nursing, napping, boxsets, short walks that feel like mammoth adventures, time spent watching the big bad world float by outside my window as I spend my days with little Finn. I naively thought that I would be able to jump into my yoga practice quickly after giving birth. As wonderful as this new baby experience has been, it is also exhausting. In between the feeds, the nappies, the sleepless nights, the soft and pretty damn loud cries of an infant there is very little time for anything else but rest and being thankful I have managed to get through another day. I have tried to sit in front of my computer on several occasions only to walk away within seconds to tend to a little person that relies on me for everything. I am not complaining. Not at all. So naturally my yoga practice has taken a back seat. The last workshops I offered before I took some time off before Finn's arrival were called 'The Space Between'. I have come to appreciate the big things and the small and utterly precious momemts in between even more. Now that he is 6 weeks old the fog of exhaustion is starting to lift slightly and I have found a few moments to venture back onto my mat. Sometimes I move. Sometimes I sit and notice my breath. Sometimes I fall asleep. I will find my way back more and more each day. All in good time. It is all yoga anyway. Namaste and respect to all the mamas out there.
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