Have you ever been completely knocked on your ass by an illness that came out of nowhere? << Me 2 weeks ago. Mastitis hit me like a ton of bricks, almost 10 months into breastfeeding my son.
But it wasn't the mastitis that you typically see or hear of that results from insufficient milk removal... Read More
Happy Summer Solstice and Happy International Yoga. Today we celebrate yoga, sunshine, transition and the longest day of the year. Today represents the chance to renew, change, grow and move forward on a new path. Many yogis will celebrate with a tradition of doing 108 Sun Salutations. I will be teaching Prenatal tonight and we’ll do plenty of lunge sun salutes (don’t worry, not 108, more like 15!) Read More
Mama guilt is a topic that comes up frequently in conversations with my students and friends.
This guilt creeps up all the time and it seemingly starts early in pregnancy. How many of these have you said to yourself during pregnancy or early motherhood?
OMG, I ate sushi! Is that going to hurt my baby?
I drank a glass of wine, is my baby going to be sleepy?
I’m drinking too much coffee, is my baby going to be hyper?
I’m not working out enough. I feel like a lazy ass. Read More
Happy May Yoga Mamas! May is National Meditation month, so throughout the month, I’ll be weaving in snack-size, actionable tips for establishing a home meditation practice.
I’ve previously talked about the importance of meditation to my life as a mama as well as the effects of regular meditation on my life. A clearer mind, more patience, better sleep, more self-awareness and the ability to care for your family with more compassion and grace are just a few of the many benefits of a regular meditation practice. Read More
Thursday at 1 a.m... my adorable, hilarious, and curious 20-month old son woke up in the middle of the night screaming bloody murder. He must be teething. (Still? Feels like a lifetime…how many teeth do they get anyway?) I tried patting his belly, rubbing his back, quietly singing songs, rocking, shushing. Finally, he goes back to sleep. SCORE! I tip-toed out the door and CREAAAAAK…Damn those lovely, but old wood floorboards. I froze. SCREAM! Back in again. Rub, pat, rock, sing, shhhh. Repeat 3 times that night. Each time I was jolted awake while my husband is still sleeping peacefully. Read More