I tried the new place for prenatal yoga tonight and it was pretty good. I eventually figured out that it wasn’t the usual instructor after she kept asking what we “usually do next.” I looked at her blankly when she asked that. I mean, how the heck am I supposed to know? At any rate, it was a bigger group of probably 12 pregger ladies at various stages. I set my mat next to another newbie named Katie. She had just moved to the area a couple weeks ago and is 32 weeks along. Just imagine trying to move at 30 weeks pregnant. Not impossible, but what a hassle. I guess you get out of all the heavy lifting, but that just means you’d be on point for the massive box unpacking process. It’s her first time as well and she seems like a really cool chick. So I’ll go back next week when the usual instructor that’s a doula is there and see how it goes.