We’re excited to introduce you to the always interesting and insightful Amrit. We hope you’ll enjoy our conversation with Amrit below.
firstName}, thank you so much for agreeing to talk with us about a deeply personal and sensitive topic. Postpartum depression affects so many in the community and hearing from someone who has overcome PPD might help someone who is going through it right now. For readers, please note this is not medical advice, we are not doctors, you should always consult professionals for advice and that this is merely one person sharing their story and experience
When I gave birth to my second child — my son — during the pandemic, I thought I was prepared. The hospital was quiet, no visitors were allowed, and part of me was thankful for that peace. But deep down, I missed my mom terribly. She had been by my side when I had my daughter, and this time she couldn’t fly in to help me. That absence hit me hard.
Bringing my newborn home to meet his big sister felt exciting at first. But soon reality set in — life with two kids was a completely different game. No one really talks about how hard it is to balance a newborn, sleepless nights, and a toddler who still needs you every second. My daughter was only two and a half, and I could see in her eyes that she felt left out. The guilt of not being able to give her the same attention tore me apart.
I tried to do everything “right” this time — separate crib, bottles, pacifier — but just like his sister, my son refused them all. Then came the “purple crying” phase, what they used to call colic. Every night from 7 PM to 10 PM, he would cry nonstop, no matter what I did. I felt completely helpless. My father-in-law would stand over me, asking why he was crying, why I wasn’t doing more, why I wasn’t breastfeeding again. I was exhausted, broken, and alone. My family was far away. My mom, my sister — no one could be there to help me.
That’s when the darkness really began. I started to resent the very baby I loved so much because I felt so powerless. Postpartum depression is cruel like that — it makes you question your worth as a mother, as a woman. I remember crying while holding him, crying when he cried, crying when everyone else told me what I was doing wrong. I just wanted to sleep, shower, or even go to the bathroom alone. The smallest things felt impossible.
I turned to food for comfort. Late-night feedings became late-night binge sessions. I would eat whatever I found, hoping to fill the emptiness I felt inside. I didn’t recognize myself anymore.
Then, six months later, something shifted. I finally flew to Vancouver with my two kids — my six-month-old and my three-year-old — all by myself. I just needed to be with my family. That trip changed everything. My mom, sister, and sister-in-law helped me reset my life.
I sleep-trained my son with the help of a coach online — the best $600 I ever spent. In just a few days, he started sleeping through the night, taking the bottle and pacifier, and I stopped breastfeeding. My mom and sister-in-law supported me every step of the way. For the first time in months, I could breathe. I realized how powerful family support truly is.
But when I returned to my in-laws, the criticism started again.
“Why aren’t you breastfeeding anymore?”
“Why is he sleeping alone?”
I stood my ground. I knew what worked for me and my baby. But even with sleep, I still didn’t feel like myself. I avoided the camera, hated how I looked, and questioned every choice I made.
Eventually, I went to the doctor and started antidepressants. They helped me function, but I felt numb — like I was just existing, not living. I put my daughter in part-time school, which gave me small breaks and a reason to get out of the house. But inside, I still felt lost and empty.
Then one phone call changed everything.
A friend told me about a new gym opening nearby — F45. I’d seen her posts about it and something inside me sparked. I called them every week asking, “Are you open yet?” And when they finally opened in February 2022, I was one of the first people there.
From the first workout, something inside me lit up. The energy, the community, the encouragement — it felt like coming back to life. The coaches pushed me, corrected my form, and reminded me what I was capable of. The people there became my support system when I had none.
Within two weeks of joining, I stopped taking antidepressants. I was working out five days a week after dropping my daughter off at school, showing up for myself again — even when I was tired, even when it was hard. Slowly, my body and my mind began to heal.
That was the moment I found my purpose.
I didn’t want any other woman to go through what I went through alone. I wanted to help women feel strong — inside and out. So I became a personal trainer and life coach.
Now, four years later, I can finally say: I am the strongest I’ve ever been — not just physically, but emotionally and mentally.
Postpartum depression doesn’t make you weak. It’s a storm that forces you to rebuild yourself from the inside out. And when you rise, you rise stronger than ever.
If you’re a new mom reading this — please know this:
You are not alone.
You are not a bad mom.
You are human.
Ask for help. Lean on your people. And when you’re ready, start showing up for yourself — one small step at a time.
Because when you start taking care of you, everything else begins to fall into place.
Let’s take a small detour – maybe you can share a bit about yourself before we dive back into some of the other questions we had for you?
I’m a Fitness and Life Coach dedicated to helping women rediscover their power and fall in love with themselves again. I guide them to build strength not just in their bodies, but in their minds and hearts — encouraging them to become the best version of themselves, emotionally, physically, and mentally. My mission is to remind every woman that she is capable, worthy, and unstoppable when she starts showing up for herself
There is so much advice out there about all the different skills and qualities folks need to develop in order to succeed in today’s highly competitive environment and often it can feel overwhelming. So, if we had to break it down to just the three that matter most, which three skills or qualities would you focus on?
1. Resilience
There were so many moments when I felt like giving up — sleepless nights, feeling helpless, and drowning under guilt and pressure. But resilience kept me going, even when I didn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. It taught me that healing doesn’t happen overnight — it’s built one small act of courage at a time.
Advice: Start by simply showing up. Even on hard days, do one thing for yourself — a short walk, a deep breath, or a workout. Small steps build strength and trust in yourself.
2. Self-Awareness
Understanding my emotions — and being honest about them — changed everything. I stopped pretending to be okay and started acknowledging that I needed help. That awareness helped me seek support, go to therapy, and make decisions that truly served me and my kids.
Advice: Be gentle with yourself. Instead of fighting your feelings, listen to them. Journaling or simply pausing to ask, “What do I need right now?” can help you connect back to yourself.
3. Compassion — Especially Toward Myself
As moms, we’re so good at giving love but forget to give it to ourselves. Learning to forgive myself for not being perfect, for struggling, for needing a break — that’s what freed me. Compassion helped me rebuild my relationship with myself and with my children.
Advice: Talk to yourself the way you’d talk to your best friend. When you start treating yourself with kindness, everything begins to change — your mindset, your energy, your confidence.
If I could tell anyone starting their journey one thing, it would be this:
You don’t have to have it all figured out. Focus on progress, not perfection. Healing, growth, and strength come when you choose you — again and again.
Okay, so before we go we always love to ask if you are looking for folks to partner or collaborate with?
Yes, I’m always open to partnering and collaborating with people who share the same passion for empowering women — especially mothers — to rebuild their confidence, health, and sense of self. I love connecting with other coaches, wellness professionals, brands, and communities who focus on physical fitness, emotional healing, self-love, and personal growth.
My goal is to create a safe, supportive space where women can rediscover their power — through movement, mindset, and meaningful connection. Whether it’s through workshops, fitness programs, speaking opportunities, or collaborations that inspire women to prioritize their mental and physical well-being, I’m excited to work with those who believe in real, lasting transformation.
If you’re reading this and feel aligned with my mission, I’d love to connect. You can reach me through Instagram — that’s where I share my journey, my programs, and where so many amazing collaborations have started. Let’s join forces to help more women rise and fall in love with themselves again.
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