This afternoon, Brother, The BF, the dogs, FOH and I hit the trails for some outdoor action.

My body is feeling slow these days. I have a sneaking suspicion it has something to do with this staph infection IN my boob. Did I tell you about that?

Motherhood has done a number on my short and long term memory {Hmmm. I think I said the same thing about pregnancy}, so I have no recollection if I updated you about my Children’s Hospital visit with their breast feeding specialist. If I didn’t here’s the short version:

My milk was cultured and I am breeding high colonies of staph. IN my boob. Did I say that already? Maybe I need to a third time … IN my GD BOOB, People!

Anyway I am feeling just plain exhausted these days and it’s more than just the new Mama thang. It’s a oh my body hurts and aches so bad kind of thing, too. But I still have been making sure to get out and move this booty every damn day and get the yoga in.

I might be slow, but I’m moving.

Given the slowness, I knew Brother and The BF would be hauling with the dogs as FOH and I trailed behind. This was perfectly fine with me. Pre-Mama me would never have been able to stand it.

Today I found myself welcoming my deliberate steps, just me and my babe. I found I looked up more at the beautiful blue sky and the old trees, almost as if I was taking in the green color of the leaves for the first time.

I felt bewitched by nature. So much so that I decided to put the brake on the BOB and sit down on the grass. I closed my eyes and breathed long and deep. I listened to my heart beating. I had no concerns.

It was quick. I couldn’t have been on the ground more than two minutes, yet within those two minutes, I was there. In that state of wakefulness. No worries, no racing mind. I just was.

These are the times that I feel the most connected to God and The Universe; to me.