A few weeks after Annabelle was born I found a listing for a local Baby & Me Yoga Class. Precious, right? Since at this point I was WAY too chicken to take a class with my newborn alone, I called up Mary, a close girlfriend of mine (and a brand new mom herself) and asked her if she wanted to come with me.
I was so excited. A reason to get out of the house! A chance to workout! A place to go that if Annabelle cried it would be ok! If she spit up, someone would surely be there to lend me a burp cloth! If she pooped all over the place it would be…er, ok so THAT one would still be embarrassing…but you get the point. Newborn mama heaven.
For the entire first class I didn’t do one yoga pose. Instead I spent the hour bouncing, rocking and nursing a swaddled and screaming Annabelle. And while I could indeed have done all of those things at home, I was beyond thrilled to be doing them somewhere other than my couch.
Mary and I spent most of the class looking at each other and laughing. Her son and my daughter seemed to be in an unspoken battle with one another over who could scream the longest and the loudest. Not very Zen. And yet, we signed up for a package and vowed to each other to keep going.
Little did I know that this yoga class would completely change my life as a new mom. For through this class I met the Yoga Mamas.
It happened slowly. Class would end and a group of us bleary-eyed new moms would loiter around, not quite yet ready to go home. Then someone would toss out the casual question, “Anyone want to grab lunch?” and a bunch of eager mamas would jump on the invitation like it was a life raft.
I can’t quite pinpoint the exact moment when it happened, but slowly…naturally…we became a little group. A group of first time mamas eager for friendship…excited to have someone to laugh about poop stories with…to commiserate over the pain of breastfeeding with…to seek advice from…to simply have someone to talk to who was experiencing the exact same “newness”.
The most remarkable thing about this group of women is how different we all are, and yet how close we have all become. How our little group remains void of judgment. How protective we are of one another. How hopelessly in love we have fallen with each other’s children.
These amazing women transformed my first years of motherhood. They have been my constant….my shoulders to lean on…my friends to laugh with…my Yoga Mamas.
And so to these sweet women I say thank you. Thank you for your friendship. Thank you for holding my hand as I became a mom.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I love you all so very much.