“A grand adventure is about to begin.”
Winnie the Pooh
“A grand adventure is about to begin.”
Winnie the Pooh
“Think of stretch marks as pregnancy service stripes.”
“Find out who you are and do it on purpose.”
I got this sweet note from a reader while I was pregnant with the Twins:
I am amazed at how you have stayed the amazing Super-mom while being pregnant with your twins; it is possible for anyone right? Can you please write about this?”
First of all, I’ve always marveled at how EASY pregnancy is—when someone ELSE is pregnant.
LOL, but it’s true.
A student of mine is now 22 weeks pregnant and I swear, she just told me she was pregnant yesterday.
It’s flown by so fast!
But when it’s you who’s carrying that little baby(s), it can be a long road, especially if you have nausea, vomiting, exhaustion, varicose veins, insomnia and any of the other difficult side effects that can accompany the miracle of creating life.
I personally get this weird “itchy” thing at night. My upper arms itch so intensely that I scratch in my sleep till my arms bleed. I googled it and read that a lot of people get this in relation to the seasons and hormones. Literally the only thing that helps—the ONLY thing—is ice packs. So while pregnant, I sleep with ice packs on my upper arms. Or I don’t sleep at all.
I also get this super-uncomfortable/awful “chill” thing. Only my mother-in-law and sister-in-law seem to understand this one (no midwife I’ve asked has ever heard of it), and maybe they’re just trying to make me feel better (LOL), but it goes like this. When I get in bed to go to sleep, I get this subtle but painful “chill” going through my body about ever 15 seconds. EVERY FIFTEEEN SECONDS! Try sleeping with that happenin. It ain’t gonna happen, Sister. And it’s so incredibly uncomfortable to boot.
But you know what? It’s all worth it. So worth it that I did it five times.
How to continue on while so many symptoms (and emotions—helllooooowwww hormones) are pervading your being?
It’s all about the power of the focus of your mind.
This is your yoga.
Where are you focusing your mind?
Where are you looking?
What’s your drishti? (A Sanskrit word that means “gaze or point of focus”)
Because Girl, if you’re walking down “I feel sorry for myself street,” it’s gonna be a loooonnnnng 10 months.
So what I learned, slowly but surely, through many months of many pregnancies, is to focus on the good. Moment to moment.
And to continue to “live.”
To take the necessary precautions for safety (no skydiving my Sisters!), but to continue to be “you.”
To remember who you are.
Throughout the pregnancy.
And to remember what it’s all for.
I remember when I was pregnant with Madison (now 13), and feeling so sick, so nauseous, throwing up 20 times a day, and almost nightly lying down on the floor and just sobbing from the overall discomfort of it all.
Then my husband’s assistant gave us a little white onesie set. This was super early on Supermoms, at like 7 weeks pregnant.
I stopped in my tracks, looked at that little white onesie set, and said to myself “Oh, yeah, THIS is why I feel this way. I’m going to have a little baby.”
I gazed at that white onesie set as often as I could, remembering what it was all for.
So that was my yoga, during my 5 pregnancies, remembering who I am and remembering what I was doing—the most miraculous thing on the planet: creating life.
“By far the most common craving of pregnant women is not to be pregnant.”
“Soul-mates are people who bring out the best in you. They are not perfect but are always perfect for you.”
“Thoughts fueled with love cannot miss their mark.”
“In my life there is an infinite supply of love, it is in exhastable, I can never use all of it in this lifetime so I don’t have to be sparing with it!”
“The greatest gift that you could ever give to another is your own happiness, for when you are in a state of joy, happiness, or appreciation, you are fully connected to the Stream of pure, positive Source Energy that is truly who you are. And when you are in that state of connection, anything or anyone that you are holding as your object of attention benefits from your attention.”
“Your mind is a powerful magnet that will attract to you the things you identify yourself with.”
Super-Mom Michelle Ormes:
First, let me say that I think every mother is a super-mom, although we rarely give ourselves credit for our daily heroics. We’re more likely to think about what we didn’t get done, what we’d like to do better, how our mommy friends must have it more together than we do, and on and on. The self-imposed guilt and judgment are the regular stuff of my meditation and reflection on and off the mat. But that’s a topic for another time.
I’m the very grateful mother of two boys (Owen, 9 and Dani, 7) who keep me hopping, somewhat hip and laughing. Who knew, at 44, that I’d know (and could discuss with great interest) the intricacies of Lego Ninjago, use “Kung Fu Panda” quotes in my yoga classes and enjoy the antics of Greg Heffley. But that’s me. I love being a mom and I LOVE being a mom of boys. Boys, with their boundless energy, curiosity, uncontrollable need to move and their cuddly sweetness, are the best! There’s truly no greater purpose in my life than to help my boys have the confidence to be happy in their own skin and to live a life filled with gratitude and compassion.
My definition of what a super-mom is has changed significantly in the past year. Until the middle of 2012, I defined it by my ability to balance a demanding corporate career with motherhood – I was proud of keeping all the balls in the air and not dropping any. I would marvel at all that I could accomplish before 6am. But that life left me alternately feeling accomplished at my ability “to do it all” and feeling unfulfilled and empty. I felt like no one was getting the best of me; my work, my husband, my kids.
So, after years of thinking about it and feeling “not so super”, I quit my job. I followed my heart and took a huge leap of faith. I got my yoga teaching certification. I took the summer off and played with my kids. I stopped rushing. I’m nicer (so my husband says . I pick my kids from school. I have far less money but the work I do now actually helps people. And now I feel like everyone is getting the best of me (or so much more than they ever got before).
So my definition of super-mom now is being someone who is following her path, setting an example for risk taking and listening to her heart and intuition. Now, I’m completely present in ways I never was before . I am grateful beyond words for having the opportunity to take this chance (not everyone can) and I don’t take a second of it for granted. But here’s what I’m learning – the way to be the best mom is to be true to who and what I am. The universe will show me the way. If I can teach that to my kids – then I really will be super.