This weekend I begin my first day of Advanced Studies in Yoga, which leads to my ultimate goal of becoming a yoga teacher. After a year and a half of being 99% baby focused and 1% focused on my business & my personal life, I feel slight trepidation at the idea of paying so much attention to the much neglected elements of MY development. I fear I have lost the ability to exist in an environment outside of my little circle of 4 (me, my husband, my son, and our ungrateful feist of a cat). I haven’t really kept up with what’s current, and I have truly lost all confidence in my capability to carry on an intelligent conversation in a non-baby voice tone. I don’t trust myself right now, at least in the sense of the “real world.” When it comes to what a baby might need or want, how to whip up a really healthy zucchini pie or how to dance crazy to prevent a tantrum, I consider myself quite competent. Other than that, I fear I am what I would kindly refer to as a little behind the times. This has been best 16.2 months of my life, but let’s be honest, I truly haven’t ventured much out of the safe and cozy realm of caring for my kid, my hubby and my house, other than the occasional mamas’ night or day out, which, let’s face it, all we do is talk about our husbands and kids and enjoy a few glasses of wine – not exactly life changing, but oh-so-much-fun!! So, it’s time for this mama to leave the nest, just for the weekend, to delve into my passion, to commit to working on myself, to building my practice, to learning to not feel guilty about leaving my baby and to focus on this amazing opportunity that could have a true impact on my entire family.

I just really hope that I can rally with the other yogis there, and that my mommy-hood hasn’t taken or stalled my stamina, strength and the deep desire I used to have to really challenge myself.

Namaste!