With holidays behind me I am settling back into my normal routine. It was wonderful to have kids and my husband home, for the whole family to be together. Naturally during family holiday the priority is on family time, to be together, to do things together, to enjoy being a family. We had an amazing holiday, and now it is time to get back to work, school, and our individual commitments.
I resumed my yoga practice. We have a great new studio that just opened couple of months ago. Lexington Power Yoga is a beautiful spacious facility with showers, changing rooms, nicely heated rooms and a good energy.
I ment to start going there as soon as it opened, but too much was going on with the holiday season, so now the time is perfect. I took my first class last Friday. It was great, I have not done power yoga in a long time. I felt weak, sweaty and happy.
I planned to go again on Saturday morning, but was in so much pain, that I had to take a day off. Today day three after my Friday class and I still can not hold my arm up for more than few seconds. Who said that yoga does not build muscle?!
Anyway, today, Sunday, I woke up at 6 am. Had my two glasses of water with lemon, felt great and ready to go! As I was on my way out of the door, my 4-year-old called for me, I went to her room gave her a kiss and noticed that she felt warm, took her temperature – 102.4 F. My hope was that I’ll give her some medicine she’ll falls back asleep and I will still be able to make my yoga class. So as I was cuddling with her in her bed, waiting for her to sleep, I was getting more and more disappointed as I saw time pass and my yoga class becoming less and less likely to happen.
Laying there with my sick baby, I thought how sweet it is to be able to make her feel better just by being there and I was, instead of appreciating it, worrying about missing a yoga class. That is when I though that my body is still probably in need of more rest and I am much more needed here at home anyway. I even though that if I stay I may have time to write something and that definitely proved to be true.
It is beautiful to go through life with ease, not arguing, not fighting with the moment. Making plans – then happily and readily changing them.
I ended up having another wonderful day with the whole family being together. We made a great breakfast together, I had time to write and we enjoyed a very relaxing day taking care of our sick baby.
To your health!