prenatal yoga.Afterward, I feel like I just had a 2-hour massage. I go once a week, every Sunday night. Everyone in class is at different stages in their pregnancy and different levels in their yoga practice. It's much different than my regular practice (less expressive and more passive). I assumed that other women were further along than I am because of their size and what they can and cannot do - but today I come to find that I'm the furthest along besides one other woman who's about to pop. She's definitely my inspiration - I want to keep doing this until Figglets birthing day!
The Fig loves it too - he is usually very calm throughout class, but then at the end during the final meditation, he gets super wiggly. I still can't help but smile whenever I feel him rock out.
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