Ah yes, the time has come for me to weigh in on Baby Classes despite absolutely nobody asking me to.

 I know a lot of you are probably expecting me to go on a rant about how babies don’t need yoga and how listening to strangers birth stories and horror stories about filthy nappies is an unbearable way to spend your Wednesday afternoons – and that’s all true. 

It’s also an unsettling sight to see grown women; doctors, business women, heroes in their own right, suddenly reduced to a frazzled mess trying to learn the “dance moves” that a stranger with a certificate in Baby massage made up to Insy Winsy Spider. 

But, despite my best efforts, I didn’t absolutely hate the baby Classes I went to over the first few months. 

 Honestly, I’d go as far as saying they were a bit of a lifeline for me at the beginning.

As every mother in the world will know, when you first have a baby, (and everything is weird and overwhelming) just getting out of the house can be a struggle, and it’s a huge relief to find a place you can go where everybody is in the same boat and you can guarantee you won’t get any snide looks when your baby invariably starts to cry as soon as you arrive. 

So, can we all just be grown ups about it and call baby classes what they are; a support group for stressed out women under the guise of ‘bonding with your baby’. 

That’s it – and that’s great. But if you’re sat at home feeling guilty because you see Instagram mums ‘crafting’ with their child (who’s asleep btw) already, and your 3 month old hasn’t learned the downward facing dog yet, please don’t. 

There’s absolutely nothing that a baby class is going to teach you that you can’t figure out yourself (or discover with a few clicks of google) so if you’re still just figuring out how to get a shower now you’ve got a very loud dependent, don’t feel bad about just enjoying those first few months from the comfort of your own home and give your broken body and sore front bum a break.  

I think, for me, one of the hardest things about becoming a new mum was figuring out how the fuck I was going to carry on with my normal life with a little one in tow – and baby groups helped to bridge that gap. They gave me a reason to get out the front door of a morning, and despite it sometimes feeling like I was on a sinking ship, it helped me to realise that every other mum in the world is in that boat with me. 

But now I’m slowly getting to grips with my new normal, will I be going to any more baby classes? You know what, I think I’ll pass. 

Until next time… x

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