There I was, body softening into my yoga mat, monkey mind quieted, breath slowing, perfectly relaxed, oil diffuser humming, and probably only 1 short minute into a 7 minute savasana. Ahhhhh. Yeeeeessss. And then slam of the door and “Mooooooooooommmmm!?” just above me. I held that softly flowing breath for a second — maybe it […]
Tag: mothering
“You know everyone thinks you’re a terrible mother, right?” When someone uttered these words to me this week, I laughed. I laughed. And that, my friends, is progress. Do you know how many tears I’ve cried? How much sleep I’ve lost? How much therapy I’ve invested in? How much inner work I’ve done to laugh […]
