Bulges, buns and bath robes

Pregnancy recently lead me to discover a truly delightful place.  A place where bulges and bumps are commonplace (and not important at all); where you get to do all kinds of variations of the highly unflattering frog jump in public (with no one as much as batting an eyelid); where you get to wear your hair in a bun because washing and blow drying everyday is simply too exhausting; and where showing up in your comfy bath robe is completely acceptable.  I discovered aqua aerobics.

I quickly learnt that dignity and water aerobics are mutually exclusive - have you ever tried doing a 270 degree leg swing under water with a watermelon plus two honey melons hidden under your swimming costume?!  [At least that's what I feel like these days ;) ].  Instead, the focus is on having fun while staying active, no matter what your current age, shape or circumstance.  A philosophy I whole-heartedly endorse.

I love going to these classes. Being out-jumped by some of my seventy-year-old class mates is strangely liberating in a way: Realising that for me, right here and right now is a season for taking it easy. And, instead of fighting it or being frustrated by it, I'm embracing this time of side-kicking and frog-jumping my heart out. 

Bring on those leg swings!