baby at the shala.

this morning, j, pictured above, was at the shala (*disclaimer: normally baby is never there...). he crawled around. talked to himself. ate a cookie. crawled on mats. looked at people. crawled under people during asana. all together it was a riot. we laughed. we laughed out loud. 

it allowed me to not take practice so seriously. but at the same time, it was distracting. for some people, a baby crawling around makes them focus. their gaze focused inward. their breath controlled. their practice strong.

i suffered though. my maternal instincts came out. i didn't want the baby to go to the candles. i didn't want him to get into trouble. i just wanted to cuddle him. i didn't want to practice. i wanted my teacher to tell me to babysit him so i could just cuddle him on the sofa.. but she didn't. i practiced a distracted practice, but it was a practice nonetheless. i got to hang out with the baby for a half an hour after practice and it was lovely. then i babysat him this afternoon. so i got my baby time... 

a focused practice tomorrow is in the cards, for sure.