The Itsy Bitsy Baby
J and I along with a friend and her baby went to our first baby yoga class today. It was so cute and we have 5 more sessions. This is different than some of the Mommy & Me yoga classes because a lot of them focus on the moms while the baby is off to the side. This was pretty much all about the baby and is called Itsy Bitsy Yoga. Looks like they have them in every state and up to 24 months old.
I love baby specific things because you don't have to worry about freaking out if your baby cries or anything. Although, J was a perfect Yogi, so mellow and goin' with the flow until the very end when it started to interfere with his nap time. Nothing a little boob can't handle as shown in the final relaxation pose:
It really just feels great to get out and "do something." I can always kill time at Target and crap like that but I get a sense of accomplishment when it is more quality bonding time. And $90 for 6 weeks is WAY cheaper than any trip to Target! Damn that place gets me every time!
Speaking of Target, last time I was there I was on the hunt for black socks for J. Why is black so hard to find for babies??? Anyway, I came across a mulitpack and what to my wondering eyes did appear? A pair of black in the mix. I snatched it up so quick it was like I found a winning lottery ticket and the jackpot was a finely coordinated outfit from head to toe. I go to pay for the things and naturally the price wouldn't come up. So the girl has to call for a price and they have to call her back and yadda yadda. I'm waiting and waiting and I'm getting irritated because J's patience is about to run out faster than mine. I said something to her about it being a tad rediculous to wait 15 minutes for a price on a pair of socks. If I was alone my ass would have run back and grabbed the damn price tag off of the shelf.
Finally they call her back and she's describing them and I forget what size she told the girl they were but I suddenly realized they were way to big for J. At that point since I already waited and had an attitude with the girl I felt too stupid to admit I made a mistake. I must have been blinded by blackness. I thought about buying them and returning them but thought about what a hassle that would be. So what would any street wise girl do? I turned into a bitch. I said "You know what? I have waited entirely too long, this is absurd you can forget the stupid socks. " And she said "But ma'am they have the price now" And I said "Well that's too bad, because I've had enough of this poor customer service."
So I left with the rest of my purchases, walked out with my head in the air, nostrils flared and dripping with attitude...that is until I got around the corner and then hung my head in complete humiliation.
And for once a story with a happy ending, I found black socks at Old Navy. Our lives are complete.
I love baby specific things because you don't have to worry about freaking out if your baby cries or anything. Although, J was a perfect Yogi, so mellow and goin' with the flow until the very end when it started to interfere with his nap time. Nothing a little boob can't handle as shown in the final relaxation pose:
It really just feels great to get out and "do something." I can always kill time at Target and crap like that but I get a sense of accomplishment when it is more quality bonding time. And $90 for 6 weeks is WAY cheaper than any trip to Target! Damn that place gets me every time!
Speaking of Target, last time I was there I was on the hunt for black socks for J. Why is black so hard to find for babies??? Anyway, I came across a mulitpack and what to my wondering eyes did appear? A pair of black in the mix. I snatched it up so quick it was like I found a winning lottery ticket and the jackpot was a finely coordinated outfit from head to toe. I go to pay for the things and naturally the price wouldn't come up. So the girl has to call for a price and they have to call her back and yadda yadda. I'm waiting and waiting and I'm getting irritated because J's patience is about to run out faster than mine. I said something to her about it being a tad rediculous to wait 15 minutes for a price on a pair of socks. If I was alone my ass would have run back and grabbed the damn price tag off of the shelf.
Finally they call her back and she's describing them and I forget what size she told the girl they were but I suddenly realized they were way to big for J. At that point since I already waited and had an attitude with the girl I felt too stupid to admit I made a mistake. I must have been blinded by blackness. I thought about buying them and returning them but thought about what a hassle that would be. So what would any street wise girl do? I turned into a bitch. I said "You know what? I have waited entirely too long, this is absurd you can forget the stupid socks. " And she said "But ma'am they have the price now" And I said "Well that's too bad, because I've had enough of this poor customer service."
So I left with the rest of my purchases, walked out with my head in the air, nostrils flared and dripping with attitude...that is until I got around the corner and then hung my head in complete humiliation.
And for once a story with a happy ending, I found black socks at Old Navy. Our lives are complete.
posted by Mama C-ta at
4:48 PM
10 Comments:
Ha, how funny! I was halfway through your post and ready to post a comment that Old Navy has all kinds of black items for babies! I love it. I don't know why it's so hard to find black clothes for babies... just ridiculous. Glad you found them!
That's awesome. Glad you like it, they didn't have that when I had my kids lol Hey you look good for not having a baby too long ago. Sheesh I still haven't lost all the baby weight gain and my son is 3.
Itsy Bitsy yoga sounds so fun! Wish I lived in a big city... no such classes in my state unfortunately:( I don't even think there's any mommy and me yoga in town.
Pic of you and J yoganursing is cuuuuute.
No classes in TN either! Bugger!
It is amazing to me that after the initial struggle with breastfeeding, you can now "yoganurse" and call it a relaxation pose. You rock mama!
I love baby specific events (and people) as well! It's so nice no to have to worry about your child possibly bugging everyone else. I was actually in a church service, of all things, where the kids were encouraged to participate- it was so nice not to be shoved into a tiny, dark little room just so my kid wouldn't disturb everyone.
That photo rawks hard. Very inspiring. And, I'm just flat out jealous of how good you're looking. I'm becoming inspired to finally get that tattoo I've been talking about.
Childrens Place sweetie. They have black socks and they sell them by the pair!
I had the hardest time finding black tights for Faith last year.. they were sold out everywhere!! I think maybe it's the season?
I know - I'm a lot of help.
:)
I was at Childrens Place and didn't see any black socks! Well actually they had lots of black like other stores, just not in his itty bitty 0-6 month size. Even the old navy 0-6 are way too big :(
good tip on the socks. owen's been barefoot all summer and all i have are too small or way too big.
love the nursingyoga posse. you guys look completely blissed out.
and damn. way to get out of the sock situation. i'm proud- i could never have done that!
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