What has your attention?

When I teach Yoga or am supporting a Doula client, my main message is to be present, to give yourself undivided attention, 100%, mind and body fully connected.  I am happy to say that when I am teaching or taking a class or am with a Doula client, I am right there with them, there is nothing else in my mind, total energy exchange.

The rest of my life not so much, most of my focus is in my happy space, or really air headed or absentminded at times.  For instance I hurt my ankle because I was really in a place of such joy, I climbed up the steps with triumph, and walked down the incline not too fast, was enjoying my natural high, and must of missed a rock or some slippery sand.  I knew I should have worn my ankle brace, but I forgot where I put it, and my ankle was wear, so the tiniest rock could have wiped me out.

This morning, and many mornings, I put eggs to boil, and am running around getting the kids ready and almost burn the eggs most of the time, the water is almost gone, there is just so much going on, there is not one place of focus, total multitasking, and the eggs are usually suffering, the kids are bathed, dressed, fed, and off to school with lunch in hand.

Yesterday was the worst of it, my husband asked me to load the washing machine, he is the OCD cleanaholic of our family and prefers to do everything himself in the cleaning department.  I fold the laundry, I was the dishes, and assist wherever else I can, I am more the organizer, it is truly a blessing, because this is something I am just not born to do.  For some people cleaning is like therapy, or a need, for me it is something that I always knew I would not do, would have help doing, and Thank God got the cleanest man in the world.  I always say I would rather have that addiction than any other addiction.

So what did I do? We changed the baby in the morning and his diaper full of pee pee was on the floor among the clothes.  I scooped it up, put it in the laundry, and it got washed thoroughly.  So much so that when my husband emptied the washer, that gel like substance that the pee turns into in the diaper was all over the washing machine.  Yep, he told me I had to clean it until there was nothing left, and I did.  We always throw the poop ones out right away, but in the morning with everything going on, the pee one goes on the floor, and eventually gets sorted, or hopefully from now on it will.

YUCK!

Parenthood,
Never a boring moment,
Bodily functions are a constant topic of conversation,
Fluid in the ears, whats in the diaper, cleaning the nose, stuff in the eyes to clean out, and then there are nails, skin, hair, and everyone's least favorite experience, vomit clean up,
The JOY!
Coach Yulia