The Unapologetic Confessions of a Yogi Mama
Yoga has been a part of my life, on and off for almost 20 years. The way I practice has changed a good bit in that time. At this point in my life, my practice is about where I can make time for myself and as a mum of two with her own coaching business that means I have to get a bit creative with how and when I practice. I felt kind of uncomfortable calling this article, the confessions of a yogi mamma. I am not really making a confession, I’m proud of my practice, so here is my open and honest account of what the practice of a busy mum looks like.
I almost never finish my 30 day challenges in 30 days.
I love a yoga challenge, I sign up for everyone I come across. I look forward to getting an email everyday with what is often a quick go-to flow in my inbox. In all honesty though, I have the same attention span as my five year old and I am off looking at the next shiny challenge while I am halfway through the last. I have made peace with my wandering attention and give myself permission to do the type of yoga that suits my mood and needs on that day. It is nice to know my yoga challenge is sitting waiting for me the next time I need some inspiration.
I have been known to practice yoga in jeans.
Like many people, there are days when I only have a spare half hour to myself. Some days I take that half hour as a chance to grab some peace and an uninterrupted cup of tea. On other days, I really want to squeeze in a quick yoga session, so I pick a quick flow without hip-openers or crazy leg work and take a few moments to practice in whatever it is that I am wearing at the time. It is not that I whole heartedly recommend doing yoga in jeans; I am aware that it’s not the most comfortable choice. For me, it is more important to show up on my mat and practice in a way that suits me and my lifestyle. A quick flow done in my jeans is better than no flow at all.
My practice is often interrupted.
I’m shamelessly blaming my kids for this one! Since I had my darling boy 8 years ago and then my gorgeous girl four years later, I have had to learn to be a little more flexible with my practice. When my son was first born, I remember not having more than 20 mins for anything. Although now, my brood are not babies they are still demanding (yet awesome) little creatures. My daughter is convinced my downward dog is her slide or my savasana is her time to jump on my stomach. My son on the other hand, uses up just enough of the battery on my tablet so that I am gambling on whether I can get through my practice without my tablet dying mid-way through.
When I am stressed, I don’t even bother trying to get any yoga done while the kids are around. I need that quiet uninterrupted practice, to be a happy mum. There are the other days though, when I just want to move my body in a way that feels good so a few rounds of cat/cow followed by a round of me being horsey is fine.
I am ok with my “imperfect” practice; I’m a proud bad yogi. I show up on my mat when I can and how I can. My yoga practice is a long term commitment, so I am not going to spend my time stressing about doing yoga differently. I practice yoga to make me feel good and keep me healthy inside and out. Yoga is not about beating yourself up and about feeling guilty about not doing things the way everyone else does. It is about going with the flow and what you learn while you are doing that.
Yogi parents, what are your secrets and confessions? Tell us in the comments!