That’s what I felt last night as I rolled out my mat for a rare baby-free yoga class. I always thought a career in yoga would be very compatible with motherhood, and it is in a lot of ways, but I failed to consider that when you undertake pregnancy and the feeding of a small human, your body is not your own for that period. It’s actually a great experience for a yogi. When we do a lot of asana, we get so caught up in thinking about our physicality that it can become almost selfish. Giving your body over to the cause of sustaining another life is a real wake up call. Your practice is forced to become something more than the poses. That said, I love me some asana and it feel great to treat myself to some. Yogis often talk about cultivating a beginner’s mind, and I find that having a beginner’s body again naturally leads me back to that sense of freshness. Here’s looking forward to building my practice anew.

Postpartum Yoga Diary

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