As mentioned a few posts back, in Five Ideas to Grace Your Mornings, here at home in the mornings I always try to incorporate gentle stretching, on some mornings ballet, on other mornings yoga. This uncurling and noisy crackling of my sleepy body boosts my mood for the entire day and is an enjoyable way to check off the first part of my daily agenda. Helping our bodies to feel full of life makes us happier, doesn’t it? The feeling of stretching in the sun is wonderful, the freshness of waking up with movement, that’s where the morning begins for this mama. If I am able to motivate and wake myself up early enough (ha!) then this delicious stretching begins the simple routine that sets the course for our entire day. It warms and tingles those stiff, sleepy muscles, and is a perfect time to pray, think, and begin the morning hours with peace.
This resulted in a precious, sun-filled, irreplaceable moment a few days ago…
It was a yoga morning. Sun was streaming in the windows on the east. It was quiet. Stretching chest to the sky, with feet anchored close together on my favorite cozy cotton blanket, I began to hear tiny gurgles from our smallest baby just beginning to wake up with the increasing sunlight. Upstairs I speed-tiptoed, to scoop up this early baby bird. So my youngest little stretching buddy joined me on the cozy blanket-mat. Puffy, sleepy eyes blinking and soft, chubby, tiny hands rubbing one eye then the other, this baby couldn’t decide whether to be asleep or awake at first. Together though, with our soft music playing nearby (my Yoga Morning Playlist on Spotify) we placed our feet together and reached our fingers to the sky and mommy tried to do a nice bow pose… the baby doesn’t judge how far you arch! Anyway, the completion of all the movements in this morning’s yoga flow was matched by the coaxing of sunny little smiles and tiny mirroring movements from my mini yoga buddy. This morning, the quiet time we had was so sweet and such a breathtaking, fleeting moment with just the two of us that I could have traded it for nothing, not a mountain of gold. This moment felt like a gift, wrapped in sun and full of warmth. Once we finished stretching, wanting to save and cherish this small moment, I took a few photos and have tucked this memory into my heart forever.
The smile on baby’s little chubby face and the snuggles- the snuggles!- were a gift that morning that lasted through our day. It has stayed in my mind and I hope to keep it there for always, as my little one grows and becomes more independent daily. Small moments like these fill me with gratitude for even the day-to-day. It can be filled with such beauty.