Prenatal Yoga: Review of Class #1

I’ve tried yoga many times in the past and just could. Not. Get. Into. It. I’ve tried different forms, tried it in different studios, and while I didn’t loathe it … I certainly didn’t love it.

I think a lot of it was the fact that I felt like it was a “waste” of an hour, in the sense that the calorie burn was minimal compared to the time commitment. I realize that sounds blasphemous to yogis and devotees — esp.those that do faster-paced yoga or hot yoga or really challenging classes– but it’s honestly how I’ve always felt.

So I guess you could say I didn’t have terribly high expectations of prenatal yoga, which I was to begin tonight.

That said, I was pleasantly surprised with the first of the six classes! There were eight other women in the class, including a pregnant friend from work and I. The women were all different shapes and sizes, and while at first glance I’ll be honest–I panned the room to see what everyone’s bellies looked like–after we got started, all those thoughts went away.

The class was very basic — poses I’d done a bunch of times — but they definitely felt different pregnant! Continue reading “Prenatal Yoga: Review of Class #1”

Sitting in Silence

One of the best things about my pregnancy thus far (and something I couldn’t understand or relate to until now) is that I really only feel Baby Girl move and/or kick when I’m sitting in silence, focused on the sensations in my belly.

Which means I’m finding a lot more reasons to just lounge at home, instead of rushing to do something else: it can wait.

I also love when my  husband just lays next to me with his hand on my tummy, waiting for some movement. I’m really in the moment when I’m sitting in silence like that; waiting and enjoying the flutterflies and sporadic kicks.

This pregnancy is calming me in ways I never would have dreamed.  (Of course, the beginning was horribly scary and rocky, and I have more tests tomorrow … but for the  most part, it’s been wonderful!).

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