Above: Gavin in his Maxi Cosi car seat cum baby carrier laughing as I played a game of “Boo Bah Gah!” with him.

Last Friday I went back to Fit for 2 for the first time since I was pregnant with Gavin. I took Gavin with me to try out Joanne’s “Mommy and baby” pilates class since I had one more pass left over from the twelve visit pass I bought for the pregnancy exercise classes. D told me about it when I bumped into her and her gorgeous little baby girl at Bangsar Village while I was shopping one fine afternoon with HL.

D gave birth to S a few weeks after me. She had had a c-section after a failed induction because S was too high and her dilated remained stuck at 3 to 4 cm. For someone who had just had an operation, she was looking nothing short of splendid. HL had said if she could look as good after she has her first child she would be happy. We parted company and I promised to catch up with D at Fit for 2.

So last Friday while I was dressing him for our little outing together, Gavin was in an exceptionally good mood. He was smiling and laughing at a private little joke only he knew about while he stared at nothing in particular. I left the house early to accommodate Gavin unlike my usual “fly out the door running ten minutes late” style like I used to back while I was still pregnant.

When we arrived, I decided to park my car in a proper parking spot which meant I had to walk some distance to the center. Gavin was sleeping and I didn’t want to disturb his sleep so I left him in the car seat and carried him and the Maxi Cosi down the road and up one flight of stairs to get to the class. 8.5kg plus whatever the Maxi Cosi weighed was no light task. By the time I got up to reception, I was ready to call it a day. My quads were burning from the stair climb and my arms were ready to fall out of their sockets.

While waiting for the class to start, I finally met C in person for the first time. She recognised Gavin from the photos I had posted on my Multiply. She was looking rather radiant despite being ready to to pop in about a month and a bit. We chatted for a bit until it was time for me to go in for the class.

The Mommy and baby pilates class is quite relaxed - you can pick up your baby or breastfeed at any time during the class. We start with our babies lying down next to us and later incorporate baby into the routine towards the end when baby starts to get fidgety. With Gavin weighing 8.5kg and my muscles completely unprepared, I found it quite a task to complete the Mommy and baby moves at the end. Whenever I felt out of my league, I just lay there and entertained Gavin by pulling faces and making popping noises.

It felt great to be exercising again and even better to be able to bring Gavin with me. Part of the reason why I haven’t done any exercise until now is because I have been reluctant to leave Gavin behind while I headed out to the gym.

Despite the fact that I didn’t complete half the class (because I was either breastfeeding Gavin or I didn’t have the strength to do the moves), I was still aching for two whole days afterwards. Yep - we have a long way to go to get back into some semblance of fitness…

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