I haven't been able to find a lot of time to practice yoga in the years since the Boy was born. Maybe I should rephrase that to I haven't made much time to practice yoga. Because, it really is about me making the time.
So, for the last week, the Boy and I have been practicing every day together. He has been exposed to yoga since he was a baby, and like most children thrives while doing the various poses. It just comes natural I think.
While in Shavasana, the Boy reaches over and holds my hand. It makes all the struggles and frustrations melt.