Sitting on the floor as class begins, a bolster pillow under my sitz bones to make more room for my growing belly, I close my eyes. My hands naturally move to my middle, cradling this strangely turgid sack that my body has created to encapsulate the life it’s growing. There was so much anxiety and heartache on the path to pregnancy for us. Sometimes I still feel my mind habitually drifting into anxiety. Synapses firing on a superhighway of fear. But in this moment, connecting with my breath and the energy in this room, I feel the sacred and vulnerable trust of growing life and the life growing inside me. The room is thick with it. I am sharing space with women at different stages of their pregnancies, anywhere from eighteen to thirty-four weeks. Life-bearers all.
Thanks for sharing on your honest and healthy experiences Lindsey! It’s very inspiring! I just recently began attending a group-fitness class with many of the same benefits!
Thanks for sharing on your honest and healthy experiences Lindsey! It’s very inspiring! I just recently began attending a group-fitness class with many of the same benefits!