Kangatraining Chullora & sorrounds

10/01/2021

For all the mamas out there ❤️

24/12/2020

Well said ❤️

Be kind to me this Christmas... from a little person's point of view:

- You've probably let me eat more sugar than usual - I'm bound to have higher highs and lower lows.

- In the holidays I'm out of routine - I can cope better with transitions when I know exactly what's coming next so please explain our plans for the day clearly to me.

- The anticipation of Christmas can be pretty overwhelming and exhausting. Help me to rest by keeping to my normal bedtimes.

- Travelling at Christmas is stressful for all of us. When possible, be flexible about when we travel and check the traffic before we leave.

- I have no idea about the value of money - if there's no way I can have that giant lego set for Christmas, then please tell me well before Christmas morning. I'll have time to get over my disappointment and I'll learn to trust your honesty.

- Grown-ups find preparing for Christmas stressful. I know you want it to be perfect for me so I'll have memories I can cherish forever. But I see you getting stressed, sometimes even before you do. I pick up on it and reflect it like a mirror. Please slow down, notice me, talk to me, play with me. That's what I'll remember.

- When I lose it, and I probably will at some point, please don't make me ashamed of my feelings by shouting at me. I never set out to deliberately disappoint you and I didn't try to ruin your Christmas. I'm really not that calculated. I'm just a little person whose brain deals with stress in different ways to yours. Please try to understand me, from my point of view.

And when all else fails, wrap your arms around me and hold me so I feel the strength of your love.

Credit ~ Esther • Esther's Childminding 🥰

06/09/2020

To the Dad Who Feels Helpless and Scared,

June 8, 2016 was shaping up to be an exciting day for Mel and I. It was the day our little man Flynn was due to enter the world via c-section. I remember going to bed excited for what was to come and thinking that this time tomorrow we would be cuddling our baby.

As often happens things don't always go to plan and I was woken by Mel at 5am who was having contractions. Being the cool, calm and collected guy that I am I took it all in my stride, probably because I wasn't the one with a baby inside of me who wanted to get out.

We arrived at the hospital ‪around 5.30am‬ and as the sun was rising it was clear that our little man was not wanting to wait until the planned arrival time. Things seemed to go a million miles an hour and I found myself in the theatre room with my gown and cap waiting to be called in.

Once inside the theatre the excitement really kicked in as in a few minutes we would be greeted with the cries of our little man as he entered the world. One of the nurses told me to have my camera ready, and suddenly things changed. The vision I had of our baby being placed on Mel was replaced with our baby being taken to a room next door where alarm bells rang and there was a flurry of activity. Whilst part of me panicked another part thought things were fine and he just needed a little help to breathe. As time went on it became clearer that things were not fine. I knew I had to keep my composure for Mels sake as it was the least I could do after she carried Flynn for 9 months. What was meant to be a fun and exciting day had turned into a nightmare. It felt like an out of body experience, one where I was numb and almost emotionless. I felt helpless, I felt scared but all I could think of was that I had to be strong. I remember being told that I had to prepare myself for the worst but I didn't want to accept those words.

As the day went on Flynn became stable enough that he could be transported via NETS to the Royal Woman's Hospital - although he was still critical. I remember following the ambulance and praying that they did not turn on the lights and sirens as it would mean Flynns condition had deteriorated. Arriving at the Royal a sea of doctors and nurses were there to greet Flynn, and I remember feeling a sense of comfort watching these amazing people. Once Flynn was settled a nurse showed me to the parents room and told me to have a rest as I looked as white as a ghost. I didn't want to leave my little boy but at the same time I also needed to process everything that had gone on. I was physically and emotionally drained.

The following night Mel was allowed to join me and was transferred from where Flynn was born. Over the next few days Flynn slowly improved and taken off his ventilator. We were still unsure of any long term complications given his oxygen deprivation at birth but we were just happy he was alive.

After almost 3 weeks in NICU Flynn was finally able to come home. During those 3 weeks I felt every emotion possible. It was a tough and horrible experience yet at the same time there was so much joy and happiness. You can never prepare yourself for what we went through but you can also never give up hope.

Just over 4 years later we are blessed with a happy, healthy and cheeky little miracle. Every day I am so thankful for our little boy and also so thankful for the amazing doctors and nurses at The Royal.
Credit ~ Aaron Andrews • Husband of Kangatrainer Mel 💕
Kangatraining Cronulla and Kangatraining Narellan

Thank you Aaron for sharing your story. A great remember that Dad's feel vulnerable, scared and helpless too during birth. Happy Father's Day.

06/09/2020

So, what is Kangatraining? Kangatraining is designed to bring mums and babies together! We are a FUN dance based, choreographed workout that is perfect for mothers to socialise, exercise with their baby close while enjoying awesome health benefits without even going close to the gym! Combining babywearing, dancing, toning and stretching, Kangatraining can re-strengthen your pelvic floor and abdominal muscles following pregnancy and birth like no other mums and bubs class.

If dancing isn't your thing, not to worry. There will also be opportunities to do an outdoor based workout taking in local walks which can start as the days get longer in the evenings to suit working mums.

Stay tuned for launch details very soon

Let's Kanga!! Kangatraining is an amazing postnatal workout designed to bring mums and babies together! We are a FUN dance based, choreographed workout that ...

05/09/2020

It's been a long time coming, but Kangatraining will be starting in term 4 in Bankstown! Currently in the process of setting up class times and would love some feedback on preferred class times.

Mid morning (10am)
Midday (12pm)
or Early afternoon (1pm)

What are your preferred days? Comment below ⬇️⬇️⬇️

We've locked a location in at World Gym Chullora which is fairly accessible with plenty parking.

Stay tuned for launch details and can't wait to meet you and your bubs ❤
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23/07/2020

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Our KangaCrew is an awesome bunch 💕

They take time out each week to do something for themselves 💃🏼

They welcome everyone with open arms 🤗

We’d love to see you at a class and have you join our KangaCrew 💜

26/06/2020

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06/11/2019

Words written by my husband:⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣

"Hayley asked me to write something about her postpartum body.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
I figured it’d be easy but then I started thinking—what is there to even write about?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Sure, things look and feel slightly different--but in the grand scheme of things, nothing changed.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
The reasons I fell in love with her had nothing to do with any of the body parts affected by her postpartum.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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She still has the same beautiful smile, determined mind, banging body, and strong work ethic as the girl I fell in love with over 15 years ago.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
She still has the same sense of humor.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
She still smells great and tastes great too.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Her postpartum body does look and feel slightly different, but why should that be a factor in my life at all?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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The soft pillowy skin around her belly button held my three best friends for 18 months.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
The marks show the strength it took to carry the weight of two beautiful girls that will be raised by this bad ass mom.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Nothing has changed or altered my love for my wife.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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I get praised for being a ‘great husband’, but that’s nonsense.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
I’m literally doing the bare minimum by loving my wife for who she is, “imperfections” and all. ⁣⁣⁣⁣
Imperfections make the world fun.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
If everything was Barbie doll perfect, wouldn’t we all get bored?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
How else would we show what life has put us through?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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So whether it’s regrettable tattoos, scars, surgeries, dumb facial hair, or a postpartum tummy, honestly...who gives a sh*t?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Be good to each other. Learn from mistakes-yours and others. Help those in need and let’s stop dwelling on who looks like what.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
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My wife isn’t perfect and that’s what makes me love her.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
That’s why you are all reading this. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
If she was perfect, not a one of you would be able to relate to her. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And to the husbands out there that don’t do their fair share of diaper duty, cooking, cleaning, and telling your wife how beautiful she is—step up your game bro.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
You’re a team.⁣⁣⁣⁣
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So yeah, I was supposed to write about a belly.... but honestly, it affects me so little I rambled about everything else."

Credit Instagram ~ 💜