So I went to this pre-natal yoga class. No one else was there perhaps it was the unseasonable hotness or the weird afternoon time but, it was just me and the instructor. She kicked my ass. She wouldn't let me get away with the lazy postures I am used to, it was all about opening the hips, open them puppies up yo!
So it was intense and embarrassing.
Then we are going into deep meditation and in this part I was supposed to have a 'sacred conversation with my child.'
It went something like this:
"um, hi there,
I am your mom. Good luck with that"
It was pretty sacred and shit.
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