Ginny has been sick for about two days now. Yesterday I did my picture at almost midnight, so I wasn’t really in the mood to type.
I don’t know if it came across in my post, but I absolutely loved my first yoga class yesterday. I am the only student in the class, so it is very personalized. When I said that something was hurting the instructor changed up her plans. When I mentioned that I’ve always had problems with my hips she focused in on strengthening the adjacent muscles. The class is a post-partum “Gentle Yoga” class, and the teacher really does understand what a post-baby body needs. This was a spur-of-the-moment decision, but I am so glad I signed up for this class. The class focuses on closing the hip bones, and re-alligning the organs/bones that moved during pregnancy.
It was so completely relaxing, and today I found myself yoga breathing when I started to stress about random things.
I took a yoga class in college, and I hated it. It was hard on my hips, and the class was so packed that the teacher didn’t have the time or space to help individuals. It was also at 8 in the morning. I don’t know what I was thinking when I signed up for it. But… apparently I learned somethign in the 6 classes I attended (before I dropped the class because of the severe hip pain I was having) – last night the instructor asked who my teacher was in my last class, and when I said it was a graduate student in Tennessee she said “Well she was a great teacher, because you have wonderful form.”
She had too much faith in me, because some times she would use the names of poses/positions… and I didn’t know what they were (even though they are basic positions) so I just watched her first. Oh well, I’m learning!
All day I have been contemplating laying out the yoga mat and doing some of the stretches I learned. I’m so glad I gave yoga another chance.
In the mean time…. there is something wrong with my baby, because she has been particularly fussy. I feel bad being around other Moms and babies because she stresses them out.
She cries easily.
Some babies wimper to indicate they are uncomfortable.
Mine screams her head off. I’m getting better at handling it. I’ve realized that if I keep my cool and figure out what she needs quickly, the crying stops sooner.
Today I went on a four mile walk with some one I met at the playgroup yesterday, then I met up with my Mom for lunch at Noodle Company. Yum. Afterwards I went to Old Navy. I am not a fan of Old Navy’s adult clothes. They are cute but never fit my body. I should try again now because my body has changed shapes, but I do like their baby clothes. Why? Because they look like regular clothes, just smaller. I am really over all of the baby clothes that have little animals and cute sayings on them. Okay… they are cute… but some times I just want to dress her like a regular person!
I think she might be growing, and I was not paying attention to her need to cluster feed, which is why she has been such a grumpy butt for the last day and a half. When I got home from Old Navy I sat down… and she ate on and off for 2 hours… which says my hunch is probably right.
I weighed her yesterday at the Mom and Baby group… and my baby that weighed 7.5 pounds at birth now weighs…. are you ready for this?
12 lbs 1 oz!
I can’t believe it!
Also… for those of you who think I am super Mom being able to go out and about and get things done… today’s picture features my wreck of a living room. I just haven’t had the will power to clean it up.
It also features the ridiculous amount of baby stuff in my living room. It would probably be better to move the TV into her nursery, because everything that should be in the nursery has sauntered into my living room and taken permanent residence!
So three questions:
What does you living room look like?
Have you ever done Yoga?
And for any Mom’s who read my blog: Do you find it emotionally difficult to handle the cluster feedings? How do you deal? It’s the one time where I really struggle to not get mad and annoyed.