what momma writes

image via i go to yoga every week, but some classes i am in tune more than others. last class i had what i like to call a yogic moment.  our instructor changed up the pace for the class. it was set up like a free flow class.  she gave us the basic flow with sun salutations and told us to add whatever we felt inclined to do. she pumped up the music and the goal was to let the holy spirit in... i'm not the overly religious type, but i think we succeeded. there was a song that said "what does love look like" and in front of my mat is my sleeping baby sweetly snoring through the pumped up music. it was pretty perfect to listen to the lyrics  and look her while surrounding myself with  such wonderful women sharing all our energy. this flow was very freeing. we talked about letting things in,  but i was also trying to let things out- and let them go... it's a start anyway. thank you yoga & yogies. there are many interpretations for namaste, bu...

i've said it before, things are smooth. but that is not to say being pregnant isn't hard work. here are some of my assistants. the snoogle was a little confused and unsure about this one the first few days,  but if you only knew how much of a godsend this little guy is... makes sleeping and hip pain so much nicer. ergonomic chair again... what is with me and the hips. this sucker is better ergonomically (is that a word?), and really helps my hips from feeling sore from sitting all day. meh. and it's fun to bounce around on occasion too. pelvic rocks great for getting baby in a more optimal position  but we aren't really to that point. also great to stretch (you guessed it) my hips! and obviously good for the pelvis. sometimes at nite i'll do a few just bc they game changers when i feel  all stiff or sore. johns hands not sure what life would be like without these. mister john gives superb back rubs. i was spoiled pre pregnancy and now e...

life's going quickly. but i've managed to capture little bits along the way. here's what has been up lately. 1. we had an ink explosion in the dryer. ruined clothes. called for a gift card splurge. 2. yoga on ludlow. such a treat on saturday morn. outside. 3. grandma turned 82. so young. she made her yummy peach pie. 4. pockets went on a sticker binge during the bday party. 5. i am attempting to edge. not well. not consistently. but learning. 6. park. jog. perspective. snapshot. 7. a big red balloon. where's my tummy? 8. a lovely tuesday evening for a jog and walk. 9. garbage can art. i like it. 10. on the porch with my little after i successfully self-pedicured my toes. 1. celebrated F.I.L. bob's bday and hazel enjoyed opening his presents. 2. lunch with " my kids " - - great to catch up with these guys. 3. dad's been busy working on our master closet... 4. i've been busy trying to ignore all the pumpkin gear that i want. i may have a pumpki...

...raised by pockets. it is my duty as an auntie to be able to brag about pockets. you don't really attain these duties/privileges for your own children. (at least publicly) obviously i would swoon over her by merely sharing the same family as she,  but really, she is a neat kid. and damn it, she raised the bar. not just a little, but A LOT! i have joked time and again how screwed we may be. not only is she adorable with her olive skin, blond little bitty hair  and piercing dark brown eyes and red lips,  she also is a little ball of personality, adventure and spice.  early on she was trying to emulate mouth movements to words and sounds and wanting to imitate everything and move. i mean hell, she rolled over at 3 weeks or something insane! unstoppable.  at 15 m.o. her vocabulary consists of just some of the following: mama, dada, pawpaw, blueberry, strawberry, manana (banana), babah (passy), drink, nurse, hi, bye, dog, moo, shhhhh, meow, more, again, yes, no...

for... the subway. well, maybe not the 6 train. solace and focus. new york city streets. the beach!  like you have no idea... photo credit google europe. italy and it's authentic italian food. - - -  what do you crave right now?

i'm trying to not write every post on how i feel, but i realize this will be a good diary to fall back on for other babies and a way for me to vent so excuse all the personal symptom posts.  t hey won't last forever. (god, at least i hope they won't!) so i guess i have some morning sickness. maybe i am in denial and don't want to completely admit it, but the past couple of mornings i have felt like crapola. yes i have felt worse with the flu, but just waking up with the feeling that you could puke at any moment. it's not every morning, but it's been most recent ones.  i have found that sleeping in a little longer helps and jogging in open air. so i have been doing both. have to admit it has infringed on my work schedule of 2 jobs.  getting in the office @ 730 am is not coming easy if at all.  i'm still managing both, but working later or more jacked up hours to make up for "lost" time. what i have been experiencing more regularly than morni...

I attend yoga every tuesday evening. It is one of my favorite weekly get a ways and I adore all the young momas and momas to be. There is such positive energy in this class. It’s a drive, but the way I feel after the class makes it worthwhile (not to mention the $5.00 charge). There is clear moma energy in this class. Before I found out you were growing in my tummy I joked that I was going to show up pregnant bc almost everyone in the class a) is pregnant b) has a recent baby c) both. So, we joke that there is something in the air. Currently there are 5 preggs in the class (me included) and 2 additional sadly just miscarried. I can’t help but have some worry about this, but I am trying to let it go and keep the mantra “healthy baby” every time a miscarriage thought comes to mind. It seems like I have heard of more miscarriage lately. Although they are a part of life and things are meant to go a certain way for a reason I can’t help but have these thoughts come to mind from time to ti...