10-Minute At-Home Yoga
One morning, it all just clicked. I had been feeling sorry for myself. I found myself in complaint-mode too often. I mean, I had been to ONE solo yoga class since Max was born. One class in 15 months.I never get any time to myself, I shouted internally.And then I did something crazy.I started consciously breathing... and moving.I reached my arms up, drank in a deep inhalation, and started stretching.Max usually tells me to "sit, sit" when I start moving my body in strange ways. He pulls at my hands and says, "off," when I try to plank or push-up.But on this particular morning, as if he could sense how much his mama needed this little win, Max kept playing.I indulged in a little forward fold... Max kept playing.
I dared to lunge, to twist, to plank and downdog... and my mama-obsessed, busy little boy kept playing.
It was a toddler miracle!In reality, yoga doesn't work for us in every moment....