I don’t know a lot of pregnant people and those that I do know don’t live near me. So, i’m on a bit of a mission to meet some ladies with bumps! My bestie understands this mission and sent me a groupon deal for prenatal yoga classes. I’M IN! In my mind, every girl in this class is probably also doing this to meet other mommy-to-be’s. After all, we have no waist – who are we kidding – we’re not exercising for vanity. Of course, there’s the health reason but i’m going to go with we’re all in the class to make friends. Apparently not.
Yes, I went in a little eager…maybe a little aggressive. Remember Melissa Joan Hart in “Can’t Hardly Wait” – yeah, that was me. “Hi!!! I’m Karen! I’m pregnant too! What’s everyone doing after class?!?” I didn’t get the, “Let’s go grab dinner and be best friends forever” reaction I was looking for. Before I knew it, I was doing yoga. Which was not at all why I signed up for prenatal yoga. I’m going to try again. Actually, I HAVE to try again – I bought 10 classes.