Διχάζει η μητέρα που θηλάζει και κάνει γιόγκα

Μια νεαρή μητέρα στο Instagram αποφάσισε να κάνει γιόγκα ενώ θηλάζει το παιδί της. Και προφανώς προκάλεσε αντιδράσεις.
Διχάζει η μητέρα που θηλάζει και κάνει γιόγκα
Προσοχή, η παρακάτω στάση γιόγκα που θα παρακολουθήσετε δεν είναι από εκείνες που θα σας δείξουν σε γυμναστήρια και studio yoga.

Πρωταγωνίστρια η  30χρονη Carlee Benear, μητέρα τριών παιδιών, η οποία ξεκίνησε να κάνει γιόγκα μετά τη γέννηση του δεύτερου παιδιού της προκειμένου να αντιμετωπίσει την επιλόχεια κατάθλιψη.

Πλην της κατάθλιψης όμως, αποφάσισε να αντιμετωπίσει και την ανάγκη του παιδιού της για τροφή, θηλάζοντάς το ενώ στέκεται στη στάση του Σκορπιού.

It's not everyday that I get a good length video of #breastfeedingyoga , especially not on a day that I learn a new trick (how to tuck my foot behind my head in scorpion) 🙌. She definitely doesn't make it easy. In our stage of nursing, right now, we are at all day. She wants to explore the world and figure out how things work, but needs a boob to tug, hug and plug while she soaks it all in. I'm always here to support her and , as you can see, she supports my needs too. This 18 months has been a wonderful bonding experience with her. As I sit here to write this, she is content next to me stroking my arm while I breathe through my passing thoughts. It's also not every day that we are so in sync as this 👌. Today is a special day though, we got to see an historical Super Blue Blood Moon eclipse as a family, and during that I was blessed with blood of my own. I am so honored. Everyone had energy today and we all felt drawn to connect that energy. We washed ourselves in moonlight and sunlight today. I celebrated the skin I'm in, the body of a creatrix and the heart seeds of children I birthed through the joining of two worlds. We celebrated US.

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Αλλά και σε άλλες στάσεις.

"I understand loving your body, but why do you have to show so much skin? Where's your self respe-" Okay Susan, let's talk. I've been noticing you around these parts quite a lot lately. You seem to think that it's impossible for a woman to claim and capture her own body in its most natural state, without her skin being for someone else's sexual gratification. You seem to think that nudity instantly equates to sexuality, when in reality nudity might mean any one of hundreds of things, including, as the name of this page might suggest, a celebration of positive body image. You don't realise that thinking SEX as soon as you see flesh is something you've been conditioned to think by a culture that teaches us all that women's bodies are objects for other people's consumption. And that the time you spend telling other women to cover up could be better used uncovering why it is you have that reaction, and unlearning it. You link the amount of clothing a woman wears to how much they must respect themselves. This is a pretty archaic kind of sexism used to ingrain shame into women's relationship with their own bodies. You're allowed to value modesty, but you should work on accepting that what empowers you, isn't the same for everyone, and doesn't place you on any kind of moral highground. So you see Susan, if seeing bodies being proudly shown and embraced as nature made them makes you uncomfortable, if you instantly sexualise anyone showing any skin, and if you think that slut shaming women is ever okay? This probably isn't the place for you. Oh, and you're part of the problem. K byeeeeee. 💜💙💚🌈🌞 Badass words By @bodyposipanda Outfits by @lovekikikins

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Και σε κατακόρυφο.

A beggar had been sitting by the side of a road for over thirty years. One day a stranger walked by. “Spare some change?” mumbled the beggar, mechanically holding out his old baseball cap. “I have nothing to give you,” said the stranger. Then he asked: “What’s that you are sitting on?” “Nothing,” replied the beggar. “Just an old box. I have been sitting on it for as long as I can remember.” “Ever looked inside?” asked the stranger. “No,” said the beggar. “What’s the point? There’s nothing in there.” “Have a look inside,” insisted the stranger. The beggar managed to pry open the lid. With astonishment, disbelief, and elation, he saw that the box was filled with gold. I am that stranger who has nothing to give you and who is telling you to look inside. Not inside any box, as in the parable, but somewhere even closer: inside yourself. Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now Pants by @mindfulbohemian Machine washable mat by @yellow.willow.yoga

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Όπως ήταν αναμενόμενο το Instagram… οργίασε, το προφίλ της συγκέντρωσε αρκετά report και κάποιες φωτογραφίες της αφαιρέθηκαν. Η «μάχη» πάντως συνεχίζεται στα σχόλια κάτω από τα post της.

Εσείς τι πιστεύετε;

I CAN DO IT ALL.. And why I shouldn't. _____________________________________________ That's what we all aspire to be as mothers, the super human. This week I dove a bit more into my journey of 'Why is it so hard to ask for help/accept help" and let me say, it was a week of raw difficult discovery. Discovering that I can't, in fact, do it all. How did I come to realize this? Well, my husband (with the outer perspective and opposite mindset) pointed it out. He broke it down in an easy to digest ,but blatant truth: "You do so much research on how to be a good parent, but lately you've been the greatest example of what not to do, and it's actually helped me become more conscious of how I am around our kids too. You love to be a good wife. You love to be a good mother. You love to keep a good house. You love to give love. You love to love yourself. There is only one thing wrong with that list; what's last NEEDS to be first. Without YOU nothing else can fall into place, so if you are constantly sacrificing yourself and your needs for your family, they can never be all they can be because the YOU in you is absent. Do you notice that when I need time I put my earphones in and go upstairs or shut myself in my office? You showed me that I HAVE to steal that time for myself if I want to be the best me. You've showed many people that. But, you still can't do it for yourself. Who cares if the sink is full of dishes, who cares about over-flowing laundry if it's going to make you any less you than everyone suffers. A man's mind isn't as obvious as you want it to be. I think about safety, money, food; not whether that towel on the floor needs to be put in the dirty clothes or not. And it's not because it's your responsibility to do those things, it's mine too, but it's not the way my mind is programmed and I WANT you to ask me for help, but what I need to do to help you isn't as obvious as it seems to you, to me." I am a walking , talking example of what we know isn't always what we do. I get stuck and stressed out fighting a fight within myself instead of vocalizing for fear that I will hurt others with my words- as if my action don't speak 👇

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