Out for brunch with a couple friends this week, we found some beautiful photos the restaurant had displayed.  One in particular caught our eye. It was a shot of a babe, maybe 6 months old, nursing with a huge grin on his little face.  My friend commented, "that's something I would love to experience". Instantly I gasped, my eyes welled up, and I was flooded with love. Truly overcome with emotion, I fell in love with my little yogini even more...how is it possible?!?

For me, nursing was a wonderful experience. Though like most nursing mumma's, I went through the middle of the night, "please just let me sleep" moment. For the most part I loved it. I believe every feeding strengthened our spiritual/mental connection while we were physically connected, and I cherish the memories of those special moments we shared while nursing. 

I know this is not the case for everyone.  Some have terrible experiences; some choose not to nurse at all. Regardless, there will be a memory of special experiences you have shared with your yogini that is uniquely yours; moments where you could literally feel your souls merging. It's incredibly powerful! Reminders of these beautiful mumma moments, like the reminder that photo awarded me, help to slow us down...shaking us out of the treadmill of keeping up in mumma-hood, reminding us to be present and take a breath.

"A child is the happy memories of the past, the joyful moments of the present, and the hope and promise of the future."  ~Author Unknown

What is your special memory? Was it a first giggle fit? a first "I love you"? a cuddle reading a book? singing a lullaby? Take a moment, close your eyes, and feel the joy and love woven into that memory.

I would love to hear your special memories (who doesn't love happy little yogini stories?!?)...if you are willing to share, please post a comment below.

photo props: Little Nora via flickr