I don't get yoga. Tawna and I went to a mommy and me yoga class with Emmie and Malee yesterday. It was weird. On the bright side, I was getting to spend one-on-one time with my middle child. Of course, every time I leaned forward she climbed on my back and other times we kept knocking heads. But it was good.
Many of the mommies were not watching their "me's", so we had a little visitor coming to our mat. She was preceded by a horribly stinky diaper smell. And then SHE WOULDN'T LEAVE! I seriously thought I was going to pass out from the smell. She just sat right next to us and smiled. I kept saying "Go find your mama, little girl" in the nicest tone possible, but I was getting frustrated by the minute. Did her mom have ANY idea that her child was stinking up the place? Finally Tawna saved the day by taking the little girls hand and going around until she found the mom. (Who didn't have the decency to even give Tawna a pleasant look.) At least she took her kid out after that for a diaper change.
The instructor was sweet, but she kept calling out weird things in her chirpy little voice like, "In this position you should be feeling very organic." Huh? I felt like taking a nap; did that count? I also felt very theatrical; as if we were filming the next Karate Kid movie. Only we never saw any more action. We just stood there like wobbly cranes while the clock slowly ticked.
After maybe 7 or 8 minutes of class Emmie and Malee were off rolling around in the corner of the room. As I glanced at them enviously, I decided my yoga days were over. For good. :)
2 comments:
Sorry you had a bad experience although it sounded pretty comical.
I will never understand why parents don't keep an eye on their children.
Yeah, it wasn't too bad of an experience. I guess the idea of a mommy and me class is good, but in reality it's a bit of a challenge!
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