Se Hace Camino Al Andar

Oh, I made it to yoga this morning and I’m so glad I did. It felt good to work on myself for an hour and a half, stretching neglected limbs and muscles, and feeling like I was being pro-active about preparing my body for labor and birth.

The class happens to be taught by a woman who we’ve “hired” to be our doula for the birth. I use quotations because we are getting her services for free. She’s completed her doula training, but still has to attend a few more births in order to get her certification. I think her yoga background will be very helpful to us, and she seems like a calming presence. Both Henry and I felt comfortable with her, so we’re looking forward to working with her!

After class, I walked out into a bright, sunny day with a twinge of warmth in the air. The morning had been windy but the wind was gone. I had a burst of energy as I walked home, eager to get started on a planned hike. We got Alice dressed (after much struggle–apparently, she finds the color brown offensive and refused the first two pairs of  brown pants we attempted to dress her in!) and hustled out the door. We took a quick car ride up to the trailhead at the edge of town that leads to Poet’s Seat Tower, and walked a half-mile up to the top where we saw amazing views of our little town. It was a short visit as Alice had morphed into her alterego, HRH Cranky Pantalones. In her defense, she was teething and desperately needed a nap. But nevermind. We still got our fresh air and some great pictures.