‘Its really important that you make time to focus on this womanly transition you are going through. Breathe in through your nose, hold for ten and out through the mouth. Focus and see that little baby in your womb. Caress it with each breath. This is your time to relax and be at one with your baby. Blah, blah’ Marsha drones on in a monotonous hum.
‘Now for the last time ladies, clench your toes and then relax them. Open your eyes, come back into the room and in your own time, pull yourself into a kneeling position and slowly stand up. Take your time. Well done ladies, see you next week’.
‘Um Daisy, open your eyes’ Marsha breathes over me. ‘Daisy will you wake up!
I groggily focus on her.’ That was the best sleep I’ve had in a long time. I really feel like I’m getting to know this baby. You know its just kind of dawning on me that there is actually a baby in here’, I stroke my belly. ‘ Isn’t that just amazing! Ah, that really was a great sleep. I haven’t been able to sleep for ages and…
‘Daisy, this yoga for bumps class is over. You need to get up! Now!’ Marsha shrieks. ‘My child minder will freak if I’m late’.
‘I’m going to get up in another minute or two.’ I whine
‘Come on, the bridge club are starting to move in their card tables. We have to be out of here in five minutes flat.’ She orders switching off the whale music cd, muttering crossly under her breath.
‘Daisy I am going to count to three!
Oh oh think Marsha’s discovered her inner sergeant major.
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