The Peanut Gallerie

I am taking up Prenatal Yoga.... and I'm very excited about it. (I've never been a fan of yoga, but I don't think pilates should be done with a fetus inside of you?) The place I found is in Willow Glen off the cutest street where I enjoy spending my weekends. Noah's Bagels, Peet's Coffee and Jamba Juice plus all of the most adorable dogs sitting outside with their owners on the terraces... you can't go wrong. 

I knew I needed some me time... more importantly, I need me and James time. I wanted a way to connect with him. (It may seem strange, but being inside of me, still isn't a proper "connection".) With taking calls for work and dealing with everyday tasks, I feel I don't get the chance to just focus on him... as a being. Sure, when I'm out shopping for baby stuff, it's for him, but it's not about us as mother and son. It's about me being organized and getting stuff marked off my list :o) 

The more I read about the yoga classes, the more brilliant this concept sounds. Meditation, group discussion with other soon-to-be mommies and yes, exercise. You mean I get to go back to exercising, take time to connect with James and get support from other women who are going through what I'm going through? In the words of my friend Daniel, "Love it!". 

(On an even tastier note, a block away from the yoga center is my favorite frozen yogurt place, Willow Glen Yogurt. They serve low-lactose/low-fat fresh frozen yogurt... the best. Hmm.. I may have to re-think the location for yoga :o)