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When I first set out to write this piece, my intention was to compile a list of personal reasons why I hoped my daughter would practice Pilates.
My most honest answer is that I believe in it. I believe Pilates adds to the quality of my life and as my commitment to my practice strengthens, I have started to wonder how Pilates would add to the quality of her life.
My child is a ball of energy. I can already tell she is going to be an athlete. She thrives on adrenalin (unlike her mother who usually equates adrenalin with life-threatening fear). She is always in search of ways to test her limits. There is never a “too fast” or a “too high” for her. She even runs out of her room each morning screaming and laughing, ready to take on the adventure of her day.
My kid is fearless. And it is for that exact reason that she needs Pilates. (more…)
It was the winter of 2012. I just pulled up to my house when I started to worry. With me were my baby, her diaper bag, my purse and three bags of groceries. The front door to my house was locked and I had to go to the bathroom.
Those days that was a big problem for me because I needed to get everything, especially the baby, into the house without losing control of my bladder. The shitty thing was, I knew as soon as I stood up, I would not make it. Even if I left all the bags behind, I would not be able to walk to the other side of the car, release the baby seat, unlock the front door, climb the stairs and get to the bathroom. So instead, I sat for a second, took a deep breath, tried not to cry and accepted what was about to happen. The silver lining was that my husband was not home so he would not have to see me pee my pants again.
I know what you are thinking. How? Why? The truth is while it was happening to me I did not have much of an understanding. I knew the issues I was dealing with were part of the package deal I received after having a baby but I did not really comprehend what was going on. There was no education about this in the books I read. There were no conversations about how to prepare my body for something like this. Women I knew never discussed it. I was never warned. It all happened really fast and I was living through it really slow. (more…)