I had just married my husband and moved to the Springs when I discovered I was pregnant with my first daughter. After the exhaustion of the first trimester passed, I searched for a prenatal yoga class -- I had loved yoga and pilates back in DC, so it seemed like a good option for getting stronger and acclimating to the weird new shapes and feelings of my body. What I hadn't counted on, though, was that it allowed me to find my village. It turns out that *that* was what I really needed -- a community of mamas and mamas-to-be and mama-helpers, who would listen, and share, and be there for me.
Some of my closest friends today were made in those very first classes, sitting in a circle, working on weird low back pain, chatting about getting kicked in the bladder at 2 a.m., and learning that we could all get through the miraculous craziness of pregnancy and childbirth, however we chose to do it. It was my absolute favorite part! of being pregnant, and I wouldn't trade that experience for anything.
- Leigh Kaplan, mama of two
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