Postpartum did me something, not even small—my waist, joints, and hips were basically rusted. So when I say anything that involves whining my waist, I’M THERE, I mean it with my full chest. In this video, I take you along as I find myself in a dance class (because one of my friends involved me), and honestly it was such a breath of fresh air in the middle of all the newborn chaos. As a recent “ambassador” (yes, new mum life), it’s not always easy—especially as an immigrant in Germany where the “abroad village” is small and most family support is back in Nigeria. I’m grateful I have amazing people around me, but my brain is still doing 1000 things at once: baby okay? me okay? family okay? That’s why this dance class was a win—not just for fitness, but because I could move my body, have proper fun, and the best part? My child was sleeping right there in the midst of it all. The instructor was super involved and supportive, and it reminded me that postpartum movement can be joyful, not stressful. If you want the full gist on tickets, cost, and how we booked it on a reasonable budget, just drop a comment.