I have my pedometer so I watch my steps a day. Since I live in a big city I need to walk ( public transportation, office to office etc.) to live here. Although I noticed using more car these days and thus having higher parking bills, I do almost every day make my 10000 steps- this is when the little cartoon character starts to applaud on the screen of my pedometer. It 's 6 km or 3,7 miles.
And I love swimming two times a week in my open air 164 feet public pool- it is a wonderfull experience: warm water around you and snowing from above. Lately no snow, and plenty of spring sun. Although I have to admit that swimming does feel strange and funny: as if I turned into some sort of a big fish: dynamics is very different!
Having said all that I am not a sporty person, as you can see, just trying to stay active. And, oh, 3 years ago we moved in our current apartment that we adore, and we could afford a rather spacious place partially because it's 4th floor without an elevator! We were sure we were done with babies and strollers. But we are happy to walk those steps up and down every day, since you at least get this type of exercise! I guess if I own a stroller this time I will either park it downstairs, or in the cartrunk , or just keep it on the balcony for the little one to sleep in the fresh air.
Inna, a word on yoga for moms and babies. I did it with my second while in Cambridge. It was important socially, we were new to the town, I did not work, and I needed to keep up with English, and I did yoga before, so I was very excited and motivated. There was a common lunch at a neighboring cafe afterwords ( not extremely healthy idea, but socially just the thing I needed), but I was disappointed. Not every baby liked it when it was mummy's turn to exercise. Like mine disapproved of doing a lot without her. Which I was absolutely not surprised with, I would nurse her and put down for a few exercises of mine.and she would smile. Which practically meant almost no yoga for me and plenty for her. But many others just kept exercising, speaking softly to their almost crying babies! Especially loud was one baby, whose mom was older ( seemed ancient to me at that time, think she was my todays age- young and strong!), and now I understand it definitely was her first. Unlike many others, she would stop each time the baby was unhappy and try to nurse it. But then she would start again and the baby would cry. Well, just like mine, but for me it was a second and I was surprised this one even agreed on SOME mommy time, as my older son would not withstand such a procedure for a second ( a healthy independent 16 year old now, btw). But that mom seemed lost and unhappy. And there was A LOT of peer pressure. So one day I came and her baby was not crying. At all. Because she was now on formula...
I dont want to sound judgmental, there are cases for formula, I am sure. But I felt like it was the sight of 15 smiling babies and lack of experience, that forced the lady to try this bottle. And I still think I should have talked to her, but I was shy and foreign... That was the moment I realised that class was not for me.
It did not change my mind on breastfeeding or on my baby being calm- I know she was calm, my peer group was her older brother, not the rest of the class - but with a first I would join group activities where mothers are not expected to put their babies aside even for a minute of personal time. Better leave a child with someone and have your personal yoga with adults and then have your together time at a mother-baby playgroup...
I wonder what the others think.