Making time for yoga

Tonight, after playing baseball with the kids in the yard after dinner, I slipped away. Slipped away to my front porch for a cup of yoga. My body was feeling a little tense from the new change in life: working full time, and Matt being home. First, let me say Matt has been cooking up a storm lately, and last night, when I returned home from yoga class, inspired, but hungry, he had waiting for me a beautiful salad, with buttered bread slices and a big glass of wine! What a husband! He is so good to me. The boys have been great too, I think they are so interested in Matt they are tired of me. That is fine with me, for now. We are in the process of balancing the scale of parenting. So, I slipped away, and laid on my mat, and just listened. Mostly I felt tightness in my back, just above my lumbar curve. I did "dog" for a long time, or until my shoulders ached, and then I did a long child's pose, breathing deep into that place of pain in my back. I ended up doing a lot of core work again, more focused though on the alignment of my spine, and the breath moving freely up and down my spine. Just writing about the breath gives me heightened awareness of how important our breath is in our practice, and in life. Today as I left for another long day at the Alzheimer's home, I snapped at Matt.."I hate this white car!!" I am speaking of the car I am now forced to drive, a 1990 Oldsmobile that is a steel tank and major low-rider style. I can't believe I am saying that I miss my mini-van! Oh well. I am thankful that I have a car to drive, and that it is pretty reliable, even though the windshield wiper flew off while I was driving, and while it was raining! I could barely see! Life is crazy, but I am having fun, am thankful I can be my crazy self with Matt, and trying to SMILE...with STYLE, in my white shit PILE!