Peach Friedman
author, educator & trainer
intuitive fitness for women

I have turned into one of those women. I must confess: I am obsessed with my baby girl, and more in love every day. Before having a child, I swore I would never make my Facebook profile picture an image of my child on my lap, or spend an entire evening out with friends talking about childbirth, but, gack, it’s happened!

Thus, I’m inclined to be true to my new self, and update my blog with a photo I took this morning of my precious Victoria!

Victoria Smiling

Life with a baby is different, for sure, but I’m finding my way. Yesterday, we went to our first Mommy & Me yoga class, also something I never thought I’d do, because, how can I really practice with my cooing baby by my side!? As it turns out, it isn’t really about that. Victoria cooed and pooped (twice!), and I got in one or two downward dogs, but what I loved mostly was sharing something I’m passionate about with my daughter.

As a woman who has always valued her freedom and independence, I’ve faced my fair share of challenges with a little creature who is dependent on my very body for her nourishment. But I’ve also made a lovely discovery: after a year of prenatal and postpartum depression as my roles in life shifted dramatically and unexpectedly, I’ve found my way into the happiest Peach I’ve ever been.

Ah, la de da, it isn’t so bad being Mommy!