How my spiritual practice has changed since having a baby…

 

Caring for Truly IS my spiritual practice

Every moment I spend with her, I find myself living that moment… She is laying next to me now, tossing and turning because she just slept for 2 1/2 hours…

During that time, Theo and I were at his soccer class, and then we ate lunch. He climbed out of his crib after I put him down for a nap and said he had to go to the bathroom, even though he just went…

I ate rather quickly after putting him back into his crib, reminding him that he wouldn’t be able to watch tv if he didn’t stay in his crib….the crib that will soon become his little sister’s….

AND it’s snowing outside…

Prayer + Nursing

First to relieve the pain of let-down…then, in gratitude and mindfulness.

A new part of our lives have begun and we are able to shed our skins of the old…the baby has come and we can now embrace our evolved lives…

I take this time to sit and be…television shows help, don’t get me wrong, but for a breastfeeding Mama, it’s happening all the time… the attention on the boobs, I mean.

It’s easier than it was with the other two, but I’ve been wearing the same 2 nursing tanktops for 6 weeks now…thank you to my husband for not mentioning that I have been dressing like a college student for the past 6 weeks… except I obviously wasn’t wearing a nursing tank top and sexy nursing pads when I was in college…

…except I take that back because I did have Charlie when I was still taking online classes from Virginia, so….

The evolution of my spiritual practice

It was a year ago that I would sit in my room, typically at night, for maybe 45 minutes to an hour, wearing headphones, (or earphones, rather, since it’s not 1995)…listening to meditation music on Youtube and reciting my affirmations and mantras towards the end of the hour…

This had become a routine because I was simultaneously reading Gabby’s book May Cause Miracles, taking her 40 day quest to subtle shifts…

Now, I am up throughout the night but there is a peaceful calm that comes over me at 3 in the morning…it’s a time for reflection and thanks… a time to marvel in the awe of this being and really appreciate what it has taken to get her here.

You learn with each child and it’s amazing to me that the mom Charlie had when she was little, is different than the mom Theo had and is different than the mom Truly has.

I appreciate the constant evolution of my spiritual practice and recognize it, not as a fad or activity that slowly faded, but something of great value and an intricate part of my existence that I’m allowed to define.

I make mistakes All The Time…

I yelled when Charlie overflowed the toilet downstairs…

I yelled when Theo pooped in his underwear for the 3rd time in one day…

I swear sometimes and hope my kids don’t hear me…

But I am bound to celebrate this 6 week victory and just like any spiritual practice, it’s the subtle shifts and everyday miracles that are always worth cheering about.

 

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