Prenatal Yoga: A love/hate story.
When I would dream of being pregnant I would always picture myself eating healthy and organic foods, not caving into my cravings of cookies and ice cream and continuing my workouts with a few modifications for a growing bump. Now as I’m well into my second trimester I realize how silly all of that was. Yes I would love to be like the women you see and read about who shred body fat while being pregnant and looked like two sticks holding a gorgeous bump in a sexy bikini. Then I realized this might be the only time I’m blessed to carry and create a life inside of me. If I want that cookie, you better believe I’m eating it and a few of its friends.
I did still want to be healthy for the sake of our son but also so when he came out I wasn’t completely out of shape and worn out just from carrying him around the apartment. (I realize I’ll be worn out from lack of sleep and worrying I’m doing something wrong but I WILL not be worn out from being way out of shape)
After a heart attack scare when I was 23 in college I turned to Yoga and meditation. Yoga was perfect because it wasn’t something that pushed me too far but still strengthen my body from head to toe. The reason why I have created a love/hate relationship with yoga and now prenatal yoga is this. It makes me stop what I’m doing and focus on myself. Silly I know but I’ve always had a hard time slowing down and looking at myself internally. Yoga is amazing and should be something done daily even if you think you don’t have time, you have time.