I find it hard to be still. I could never meditate or slow my thoughts. Yoga changed that for me. I learned to breathe. I learned to take big, deep, slow breaths in. I learned to exhale out not only air, but pain and worry and fear. These breaths gave me the strength to experience a natural, quiet, calm birth, without intervention, without any distractions to disrupt that all important post natal time.
The benefit didn’t stop there. These deep breaths also gave me strength when I needed it most. They stopped me becoming depressed when I was separated from my baby by 100km during her first night (as well as a good ol’ cry to my mum) and spent the night in a maternity ward alone. I breathed my way through walking Ruby to surgery, I still don’t know how my legs worked that day.
When we were told about CF being a real possibility, I kept my composure by just breathing. I know it sounds basic, but can you remember a situation in your life that just took your breath away? Did you have someone there to whisper in your ear “just breathe”? I felt like I did.