The first time I hit pads after having Theo I was 5-weeks postpartum. At this point, I was desperate to return back to my fitness practice. Since leaving the house felt impossible, I asked Sean to hold pads for me. If you don’t know me or my sport, I love to train in Muay Thai, the art of eight limbs. You can think of kickboxing, but it’s a little more fierce than that. Excited to move finally move my body freely, I grabbed my gloves, threw on my favorite workout playlist, and headed out back with Sean.

The simple practice of making the time for myself to move felt like everything. After being absorbed in newborn land - breastfeeding, attempting to sleep, breastfeeding, eating, breastfeeding, I was excited to do something for myself!!!!

I held this vision that since I was in the best shape of my life before pregnancy, I would *snap back* no problem - atleast that’s what everyone says, RIGHT?!

Well, that workout sucked. My limbs felt like heavy peices of metal. My lungs felt restric...