Yoga this morning. Charli wasn't nearly as into it as she was last week. We even did some baby yoga and usually she loves her little legs being wiggled...just not at that moment in time. I found myself attempting a variety of yoga poses with my baby in my arm(s)/between my legs/breast feeding/in the air/tucked in a body pretzel. I couldn't help but smile. I popped Charli on her little buddy Noah's playmat with him and Charli experienced first hand how it feels to get your hair pulled. I dont think she found it as funny as we all did. Little bear decided it was sleep time just in time for the end of the session, at least I learnt some new moves to practise at home.
I created a facebook page for our Mums group, and on that I put a shout out for yoga. We had a very full class, plus we met some more ladies who are going to join us, (yeah, we are pretty awesome). After our 'class' we all went for lunch downstairs. What social butterflies we are.
The lovely Emma (Noah's Mum) took this piccy for me, as Charli decided it was sleep time again just as everyone was ready to leave. Baby will do what baby's gotta do, when baby's gotta do it!
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