Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Babini Kundalini!

Evie spent her second full night in her crib. She must have been exhausted from socializing at the Mommy & Me group yesterday because she slept from 7pm to 2am without making a peep! That stretch of time allowed me to start this new blog.

Last night, while Evie was sleeping soundly, I had a dream that I heard the little bean crying. When I entered her room to check it out, I saw Evie in her crib...supersized! She had somehow managed to become obese in her sleep. I leaned over the crib railing and looked down at her, trying to hide my horror so I wouldn't scare her and make the situation worse. She looked up at me and smiled, as always, and I thought, "Well, it could be worse. I guess as long as I can still pick her up and hold her, everything will be fine". I reached down into the crib and picked her up. She didn't weigh as much as I feared, however walking around with her giant torso pressed against mine proved to be a bit awkward...

I think this dream was inspired by a woman in the Mommy & Me group talking about her mother feeding her baby every time the baby cried. The woman was worried her mother was teaching the baby that the only way to soothe oneself is through food, and that eventually the baby would develop an eating disorder. Did I mention the group is in Santa Monica?

Anyway, this morning the sun is out and Evie is sitting staring at the light and shadows in the trees from the relaxing, pink butterfly swing that Nate and Lynn got for her. She's calling to the birds with high pitched tweeting sounds every once in a while. In about fifteen minutes we're going to start the laborious process of loading ourselves into the car to go to our Mommy & Me yoga class at Yoga West - the home of Kundalini yoga in the west! Check it out: http://www.yogawestla.com/

1 comment:

Grandma Heidi said...

Im so glad I'm getting caught up with your blog--luckily I have plebtly of time and now that my sat. is positioned correctly at the western sky I'm onboard. Notice the high tech lingo: sat. for satellite--I'm cooking.