Ruined forever if it wasn't before...

No, not my body, at least not yet - I haven't lived that hard a life (wasted opportunity really) and pregnancy so far is being relatively kind.

No, I just have to write about an awful music related experience I had at pregnancy yoga yesterday:

We had a new teacher and she was very earnest. There was a lot of talk of looking into our third eye (makes me go cross eyed and then I get dizzy, quite counter productive really), feeling the prana and/or kundalini energy, and breathing the energy into our babies. Hmmm. And we started and ended the class by chanting a mantra: Ohmmm...na...something...ya...prana...something something...satya...nam.... but even that I could handle, just.

But when it came to the relaxation section at the end of the class she put on some soothing music - and it was - yogic chanting to the tune of Pachelbel's Canon in D. I KID YOU NOT!! I was so close to exploding into a serious fit of gigges and only just managed to hold them in because the teacher was so sweet and earnest I thought she might cry if I laughed, and it was her first class so I felt I just couldn't. But honestly, what were they thinking? If this once really quite lovely (at least I think so) piece of music hadn't already been ruined by being played and played and played, at weddings and by string quartets at cocktail parties everywhere, it is now forever spoiled for me by the tree hugging, granola crunching, bloody hippie yoga kundalini energy yogic chanting freaks!

Was pretty funny though.