We have a fancy word for positive thinking in yoga, it's called a mantra. You've probably heard of it.

When you're pregnant a whole new world of the breath opens up for you, as sustainer and guide along this path.

I teach meditation as a key tool for pregnancy because it's the one thing that threads itself through my life. We are deeply committed, deeply in love but it's a relationship, like all others.

There is so much learning every day when we're pregnant and new mothers. Here's my take so far.

Some days I wake up and realise every minute is allocated, then seemingly three seconds later I'm collapsed on the sofa wondering what happened. Then some days I watch the second hand of a clock meander to the next minute and the next and the next until my eyes go crossed and I feel like I'm about to drop off into a snooze.

Something magical happens when the days get a fraction longer and the sun gets a fraction brighter. Suddenly leaving the house involves throwing on a pair of flipflops and walking out of the door. Lunch is sitting in the garden, listening to the insects. Getting out of bed is a little easier with a stream of brightness coming through the window. Everything which we hoped and dreamed in the winter seems a little closer, a little bit more attainable.

Something magical happens when the days get a fraction longer and the sun gets a fraction brighter. Suddenly leaving the house involves throwing on a pair of flipflops and walking out of the door. Lunch is sitting in the garden, listening to the insects. Getting out of bed is a little easier with a stream of brightness coming through the window. Everything which we hoped and dreamed in the winter seems a little closer, a little bit more attainable.