Linkety Dinkety Doo: My grrrls

Every week in my soul/sanity/muscle/motherhood-saving yoga class, my teacher begins by asking us to breathe out all we want to release from our week, to give back to the universe. And then she instructs us to breathe in all the goodness we want to fill up that space. This week, the goodness I want to breathe into the corners of my body and spirit comes from the women I know.
Many of you know the women I know. Many of you read them and have playdates with them and work with them. No matter how well or how long these women have been my grrrls, they continue to impress me with their ambition and writing and insights and sassafrassness and kick-assedness, whether they are moving through their own days and worlds or stirring up the tide throughout the universe.
Check these mamas out:
The fierceness and fire that are the MOMocrats.
The confessions and caffeine headaches kicked by Crazed Parent.
Ohhhh, the home reno and the hilarity that is House in Progress.
There is so so so much more of this to come. Well, as soon as I'm all stretched and Zenned.
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