Pregnancy Yoga Bassendean

18/01/2026

This is exquisite 🙏❤️🙏

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31/12/2025

Van life 😍 hope everyone is relaxed and looking forward to what 2026 brings 🔥🐎 big year for me 6×10🌼😬🌼

28/12/2025

Where the Rose and the Wave meet. Hope everyone has enjoyed the festivities and is looking forward to what 2026 brings. 💃🧘‍♀️🌼

28/12/2025

This is lovely 🌼✅️🌼

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24/12/2025

House pretty tidy, now enjoying recipe inspiration for 2026 😘😘

24/12/2025

There’s a particular kind of happiness that arrives when life stops asking for anything grand and simply asks you to stay awake.

Margaret Drabble’s line about welcoming a 2 a.m. feeding with delight captures that quiet, almost startling emotional turn. It’s a moment many people are told to dread: exhaustion, interruption, sacrifice. And yet what Drabble describes is the opposite. Not endurance, not grim duty, but longing. The desire to look again. To confirm that this small, fragile being is still there and still miraculous.

The quote comes from ‘The Millstone’, Margaret Drabble’s 1965 novel about Rosamund Stacey, a young academic who becomes a single mother in a society that is deeply uncomfortable with that fact. At the time, unmarried motherhood was treated as either a moral failing or a tragedy. Drabble, writing in her early twenties and fresh from Cambridge, refused both frames. Instead, she gave readers something far more subversive: a woman who experiences motherhood as a source of private, untheatrical joy.

What’s striking is how modest the moment is. There’s no sweeping declaration of love, no sentimental crescendo. Just the pleasure of being awake with a baby when the world has gone quiet. That restraint is the point. Drabble understands that real emotional revolutions often announce themselves softly. The delight doesn’t come from the baby doing anything extraordinary, but from the mother’s own internal shift. Her attention has changed. Her priorities have narrowed and, paradoxically, deepened.

Psychologically, this moment speaks to how attachment actually works. Love doesn’t always arrive as fireworks. Sometimes it arrives as vigilance, as curiosity, as wanting to look again even when you’re tired. The feeding becomes less about the task and more about the intimacy of being needed. In that sense, Drabble is describing not just maternal love but the formation of meaning itself. Purpose sneaks in through repetition.

Culturally, the quote pushes back against two familiar myths. One is that motherhood is either pure bliss or pure drudgery. The other is that fulfillment must be loud and obvious to count. Drabble offers a third option: joy that’s quiet, private, and almost embarrassing in its simplicity. This was a bold move in the 1960s, when women’s interior lives were often flattened into slogans, either domestic or feminist. Drabble insisted on complexity. A woman could be intellectually ambitious, socially unconventional, and still find herself undone by the pleasure of a nighttime feeding.

Margaret Drabble herself has always occupied this in between space. Often grouped with writers like Doris Lessing and Iris Murdoch, she was sometimes dismissed as too domestic, too middle class, too concerned with women’s everyday lives. But that was precisely her achievement. She treated the emotional textures of ordinary female experience as worthy of serious literature. Over time, her work has been reappraised as quietly radical, especially in how it handles motherhood without romance or resentment.

There’s also something gently defiant in the delight she describes. The world tells new mothers they should want their old lives back, that they should resent the loss of sleep, autonomy, and professional momentum. Margaret Drabble allows her character to want something else entirely, at least for that moment. To want the interruption. To welcome the disruption as proof of connection.

Ultimately, the power of the quote lies in its recognition that love often reveals itself when we stop measuring our lives by efficiency or progress. At two in the morning, nothing is being achieved. No one is watching. And yet something essential is happening. A person is discovering that meaning doesn’t always arrive on schedule, and that sometimes the deepest satisfaction comes from being awake, tired, and completely absorbed in someone else’s existence.

22/12/2025

XMAS tidy reveals some of the beginning of motherhood 🎄🎄❤️🎄🎄

Blessings everyone, thanks for another year of wonderful yoga sessions. Great to have mums and bubs back on the schedule 🌼🌼

Time for festive fun seasons greetings enjoy family, friends, old memories and making new...see you in 2026 🙏🙏

20/12/2025

Found this lovely track this morning 🎁🎁

💗 Healing Song for Inner Peace, Self Love & Emotional Release 🌙 An emotional healing song with soft piano and gentle vocal — created to help you soothe your ...

20/11/2025

The sweetest Christmas card ever!!! The season begins 🎄❤️🎄 thanks mums. It has been lovely to be back doing Mum's and bubs yoga in 2025 🪷❤️🪷

08/11/2025

Loving a relaxed chatty information session sharing reflections on these lovely cards
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17/10/2025

TERM 4 2025 MUM'S & BUBS YOGA
Starts Thursday October 30th
10-11:30am
Alf Faulkner Hall on Mary Crescent
Eden Hill

Bookings in comments below...
Please note no class Thursday 23rd Oct

It's a lovely morning, joins us for a stretch with new friends big and small.

14/10/2025

Oooh that's good 🙏🙏🙏

We’re often told that to be “ready” for birth, we need to feel fearless.

That if we prepare enough, plan enough, study enough — the fear will disappear.

But readiness doesn’t mean the absence of fear.

It means having the right support when fear arises.

It means surrendering to what you can’t control, and trusting what your body already knows.

You don’t have to be perfectly prepared.

You don’t have to feel certain every step of the way.

You only need presence.

You only need support.

You only need to remember that readiness is not about eliminating fear — it’s about walking with it, held and heard.

✨ What does *readiness* mean to you?