The long weekend is over which always leaves me wondering what day it is for the rest of the week ahead … which means I’m bound to forget something or miss an appointment at some point!
However, living life a day behind does have its good points, particularly when I realise that we’re actually one day closer to the next weekend than I thought!
My absolute favourite part about long weekends is not having to get up for the school run on Monday morning. It’s like a little taster for the school holidays that are now only a few weeks away, and while the winter can make it a little tricky weather-wise to head outdoors, there’s still plenty of fun to be had and there’s nothing better than a pyjama day at home I say!
Today I’m continuing my new blog series – Living Loving Making Baking. I hope to prepare a monthly post giving an update on what I have been up to lately, things I’m loving, what I’m currently reading or watching, sewing and crochet projects, yummy baking recipes I have come across and so on.
Now I would love to tell you tales of having a fabulous long weekend away on holiday with the family, but in all honesty we spent the three days at home.
“I, Erika, do solemnly declare that I will practice yoga for forty days in a row. If I miss a day, I start back at day one and continue this process until I have practiced yoga for forty days in a row.”
Since making this commitment to my yoga practice, I have been rolling out my yoga mat each and every day.
As I finished my 40th practice last week to achieve my goal, I was surprised when I was overcome with emotion and wept a few quiet tears of happiness as I lay there in shavasana.
I did it! I had achieved my intention to “show up on my yoga mat every day, no matter how I am feeling or what else I have to do, even if it’s just for a short practice”.
Sometimes it was for 10 minutes, sometimes 30. Sometimes it was relaxing and rejuvenating, sometimes it was energetic and uplifting.
But I think that has to be one of the best aspects of cultivating a home yoga practice – I could take to the mat each day and do what felt right for me in that moment of time.
My mornings honestly feel like something out of Groundhog Day at the moment.
Every weekday morning I wake at 6.30am to Miss 2 calling out ‘Mama, mama, mama’ in the cutest little voice ever as she waits to be fetched from her cot for a morning snuggle in my bed.
But wait. Now cue the Labrador whining from his mat by the patio door wanting to be let outside for breakfast. Then the bells on the cat’s collar ringing as she jumps off the bed and starts meowing for her food.
I leave the bed again, telling Miss 2 I’ll be back, and stumble around the house half asleep setting the animals up for their day. Then return to bed for a quick cuddle before getting up and dressed for the day, preparing lunches for my two older girls and getting them ready for school.
Some mornings the monotony drives me insane and I sigh as I go about my morning. Other days I see it in an entirely different light and feel extremely grateful for all I have and the opportunity to spend time with my girls in the morning and help get our day started right -the latter is not always an achievable goal, but something to aspire to anyway!
Today I’m starting a new series on the blog – Living Loving Making Baking. I hope to prepare a monthly post giving an update on what I have been up to lately, things I’m loving, what I’m currently reading or watching, sewing and crochet projects, yummy baking recipes I have come across and so on.
So here’s what’s happening in my world right now …