How I Center Myself with an Almost Toddler

From the day my son was born, I was so excited to see all the leaps he would go through.  His first laugh, his first (of many) smile, his first words, steps, etc.  The list never stops.  My son is so fascinating!  


Like many dads, my husband is anxious for our son to move, so when he started, my husband continued to encourage it.  At first, it was just rolling over at 3 months, sitting up at 5, pulling up around 6 or 7 months.  At 10 months, he’s moving everywhere!  I can barely keep up.  




As a fit mom, my workouts are very important to me.  It’s been the hardest thing for me to reconstruct into my day as a new mom.  Before motherhood, I’d wake up at 3 am, make breakfast, traipse to the gym and get a good workout in.  Now my workouts have been pushed to 3 pm, after work, assuming I’m not exhausted and don’t have a hundred other tasks that afternoon.  


It’s been hard! 


As part of my New Year’s goals for 2019, I made it a point to work on my flexibility.  It wasn’t something I wanted to spend a lot of time doing but I wanted to make sure I did at least one deep yoga stretch a week for at least 10 minutes.  


This morning (Sunday), I knew my week was coming to an end and I needed to get my yoga in.  My son was up at the crack of dawn (550am, which might have been before the crack of dawn).  We hoped if we brought him into bed with us, he’d nurse himself back to sleep.  No such luck.  He did nurse but after that, he was rearing to go.  My husband reluctantly crawled out of bed to change his diaper and get him dressed for the day.  A few minutes later, I too, crawled out.  It’s laundry day so my husband started the laundry and I took over baby duty.  I completed a few other tasks and then decided to get my yoga in while spending some time with my son (aka him walking and crawling around me as I was in downward facing dog while he’s trying to chase my phone as I moved it out of his reach).  


It was a challenge!


My yoga sesh wasn’t giving him the excitement he needed and so he took it out on me by biting me, hitting me in the head as he climbed all over me, and pulling my hair.  I don’t think I knew how strong a baby could be until this morning.  




After about 15 minutes of a 25-minute yoga flow, my husband finally came in to relieve me.  He had taken the dog out for a walk and fed both of our pets so I wasn’t upset at having my yoga interrupted.  I knew it was going to be tough trying to complete with my son, but I also knew that I had a goal to maintain and that was important to me.  It was also important that my son saw that I am a woman of my word.  


Losing the independence I once had has been tough, really tough for me.  I miss being able to live life freely, but now I have this wonderful, tiny human being in my life that makes me smile every time I look at him, even when he thinks my shoulder is for teething.  


When I want to find my center, I take him with me.  He helps me find my center.  He’s the reason that keeping my word is more important.  I may not be pushing max reps of 250 pounds these days or training for half marathons but I’m at the gym, I’m lifting weights, I’m running 2-3 times per week, and I’m eating healthy.  This makes me happy; this is my balance; my center.  I don’t have the energy for perfection.  I feel good, I look good, and that’s enough for me.  



Some days my center changes or it’s off-kilter but I’m happy with my life.  It’s a beautiful mess now and even when I’m sleep deprived, I still am very happy with where it’s at.   


Finding your center: 

1) Find something that makes you happy

2) Make a goal to improve that thing

3) Put it in your calendar to complete

4) When your day doesn’t go how you planned, complete your goal anyway

5) Look in the mirror and smile at yourself because you did it!  You completed your goal!