Earlier this week, I wrote about the genius move on Westin La Paloma’s part to put the Kid’s Club right next to the Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa. This enabled my mom and I to drop off my daughter and treat ourselves to the ultimate in relaxation.
Usually, just relieving myself of my daughter would be relaxing enough, but going for a spa treatment really kicked it up a notch!
I’m currently 18 weeks pregnant so it’s been quite some time since I got a massage. Most places won’t give prenatal massages to women in their first trimester. I found this out on a recent vacation to Mexico. I booked a prenatal but the hotel insisted on giving me a facial instead. It was lovely but just not the same as getting your back and shoulders rubbed.
I’m making it sound like prior to being pregnant, I got massages regularly— which couldn’t be farther from the truth.
In the two years since I gave birth to my daughter, I think I’ve had maybe three massages. There just isn’t a lot of free time between working and being a mother to pamper yourself.
This pregnancy has so far been a really difficult one with nausea, back aches and exhaustion. It’s eased up since my second trimester began but “feeling good” are not words I would ever use to describe my current state of mind.
I never had a prenatal massage before and was expecting a massage table with a hole in the middle. But instead, the masseuse told me to lay on my side, gave me a soft pillow to put in between my legs and let me lie in the position that doctors recommend you lie in while you’re pregnant.
As she slowly began to knead my legs and arms and work her way to my back, it was all I could do to keep from falling asleep.
In fact, I think I did snooze for a little bit— that’s what lying a tired mom on her side with candles and soft music will do!
And I remember thinking the massage was over and then thanking Elizabeth Arden personally, when the masseuse told me it was just time to turn over to my other side.
I don’t think I’ve felt that relaxed my entire pregnancy. Not by a long shot.
After the massage was over, I lay there for a moment to compose myself, then walked to the relaxation room to sit back with a cup of herbal tea.
My daughter back at the Kid’s Club, not even a thought in my brain.
And it felt GOOD.