Yesterday I went to my first yoga class in more than a month. At first I was just busy on Sundays and the weekday evening classes are out because of the baby’s early bedtime. Then it had been so long I stopped trying to go and used any excuse not to. But yesterday, even though I casually suggested that I didn’t have to go several times, Boyfiend said to go so I did and I was surprised to find that I’m pretty much back to my pre-pregnancy shape. All of the things I wasn’t quite strong enough to do while pregnant and after the birth are like second nature again. My shoulders are still tight and I can’t comfortably do wheel pose but I can jump from flat back to chatturanga and from down dog to forward fold without a struggle. It’s nice to feel like myself again.
I’ve been avoiding writing lately. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because he’ll be a year old on Thursday. I can’t believe it’s been a year. One year ago today was my due date and I was freaking out. I was also enormous.
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