Exhale Pilates and Yoga Studio

07/30/2025

Everything you pour into your children the patience, the love, the lessons, the gentle corrections, the warmth in your voice, the way you show up even when you’re exhausted…

That all becomes the voice in their head.
It becomes how they handle stress.
How they treat others.
How they see themselves.
How they love.

You’re not “just” raising kids.
You’re shaping the adult they will one day be.
And that is powerful beyond words.

07/30/2025

07/30/2025

saw it somewhere so I share :>

Credit to the owner

07/30/2025

You know what’s sad?
When your child has to ask you who a person is who was once a person in your life.
They see a photo, and have no clue who that person is. That very person that raised you once, or came every weekend, or saw you for holidays. Just now a stranger to your own children.
Trying to explain, yet they ask well where are they now?
And you have no answer because you have the same question.
That’s sad.

07/30/2025

I won’t apologize for letting kids be kids.

If a toddler cries in the grocery store?? Let them.
If a 6-year-old clutches a stuffed animal at bedtime?? Good.
If a 10-year-old reaches for your hand in public?? Hold it tighter.
If a teen still swings on monkey bars?? Cheer them on.
If a high schooler wants to dress up and knock on doors for candy?? Pass them the bucket.

Childhood isn’t a checklist to rush through.
There’s no gold medal for growing up too fast.

Let them cling. Let them giggle. Let them believe in magic for as long as they can.
This world will push them to grow up soon enough. Don’t be part of that pressure.

The problem isn’t kids acting their age.
The problem is expecting them to act older than they are.

Let them be little while they still are.

07/29/2025

To the moms sending their babies to middle school this year

Whew. This one hits different, doesn’t it?

It’s not just another “back to school.”
It’s the start of something bigger.
The moment they start becoming them.

a whole human being walking into a world
so much bigger than elementary school

With friends you won’t know.
Teachers you haven’t met.
Hallways that don’t let you walk them in anymore.

And if you’re anything like me,
you’re proud as hell…
but also fighting back tears while shoving highlighters and deodorant into a Target cart.

Because middle school means change.

Hormones.
Hard questions.
Harder goodbyes.
Inside jokes you’re not part of.
Little freedoms that feel like big steps.

They’re starting to pull away
they’re testing the edges of the nest you built from scratch

And as much as you want to wrap them up in bubble wrap and hold them tight forever…

you know this is what all the growing was for.

So you let them go.
One school drop-off, one lunchbox, one deep breath at a time.

You remind them to be kind.
To stand up for the quiet kid.
To ask for help.
To use the deodorant.
To come back to you when the world gets loud.

And you hope the world is kind to gives rhem
You hope they find their people
You hope they never forget who they are
and where they come from

And then you cry a little in your car
And that’s okay
Because this is motherhood
Messy. Bittersweet. Brave

You raised a good one, mama
Now the world gets to meet them

And that’s terrifying. And beautiful. And everything in between 🖤

07/29/2025

Some days, they’ll climb all on their own.
They’ll grip the bar tightly, take a deep breath, and swing to the next one with quiet courage.
They won’t look back. They won’t ask for help.
They’ll just go — bold and brave — because they believe they can.

Other days… they’ll pause.
They’ll hesitate.
They’ll need your hands to lift them just a little higher,
to hold them steady while they find their balance.
Not because they can’t do it,
but because in that moment, they need to feel you right there beside them.

And that’s what parenting is, isn’t it?

It’s knowing when to step in… and when to step back.
It’s learning to let go… even when every part of you wants to hold on.
It’s showing up — every single time —
so when they glance back, you’re there.
Not always with answers.
Not always with solutions.
But always with love. Always watching. Always cheering.

Because your steady presence…
your quiet, unwavering love…
that’s what gives them the courage to stretch just a little farther,
to swing a little higher,
and to believe — deep down —
that they can reach the next bar.

07/29/2025

Looks like Bingo officially doesn't have a middle name