You’re awake at 2 am with, feeding your new baby and trying desperately to get him back to sleep. You’re tired and you haven’t had a solid sleep in what feels like years. You find yourself on Facebook killing some time. You see an ad, promising you a quick transformation with flat abs. Sounds good seeing that you’ve been trying to do this all on your own and nothing is working. You click on the ad, see that it includes workouts, meal plans and an accountability group. Sounds

You find yourself in a decent fitness routine. You’re able to fit it in a couple days a week without too much issue and you’re really enjoying the time that you’re focusing on you. For the most part, you’re able to stay on the schedule that you set for yourself. Your young child(ren) have even learned how to enjoy themselves as they see that you’re getting a little exercise in. You found something that work and it feels great! Now you find yourself returning to work in a f

Being diagnosed with a pelvic organ prolapse (POP) can be devastating for any woman and these emotions are very intense. There is a lot of fear,anxiety, shame and blame that comes along with this and there are so many women who suffer alone digging through google to make sense of how to live the rest of their lives as normal as possible. Many women feel completely dismissed when it comes to the symptoms of a POP. The first place they turn is usually a loved one or family do

When I started Mom’s Fitness Boutique, I knew that I wanted to focus on the woman, not the goal. I also understood that pregnant and women who are early postpartum needed special care due to the changes that are happening within their bodies, their relationships, and emotions. Pregnancy, birth, and motherhood is an intense process. Because of this, I wanted to support my clients better. I wanted to provide a different approach than the traditional fitness program that was

In a world where us moms are told that we can do it all and that we’re not delicate flowers, I wonder what pressure that’s placing on women with young children. During my first pregnancy, the last I wanted to be seen as was weak. I’d lift heavy weight and push beyond my limits because I could, not because I needed to. I wanted to prove that my pregnancy wouldn’t slow me down. I know now it’s okay if it does. /growing a human is a hard work! When my son was born, motherhoo