Since mimosas are out for obvious reasons, and I'm all set in the fine leather goods department, it was time for a prenatal massage. I'm pretty loyal to Bliss Soho, not because the massages are anything spectacular, but because the whole experience is so relaxing. I always get there early so I can stake out a good spot in the relaxation lounge, snuggle into my comfy oversized robe, sip peppermint tea and leaf through the latest copy of Self. And after the treatment, the sauna and rainfall showers are pretty dope, too. It's best to go on a weekday, when you have the place pretty much to yourself and you don't have to be embarrassed about slathering on every product in the ladies' locker room twice. (Hey, that body lotion is expensive! I'd fill my pockets up with it if I could.)
But today, the prenatal massage was the star of the show. I was worried I'd have to lay on one side for most of it, but they had this magical set up with pillows everywhere, and after some scooching around to get my baby belly in the proper position, I was in heaven. It's unreal how good it feels to lay on your stomach after not being able to for a month or so! Then when it comes time to flip over, they raise the upper part of the bed so that you're not flat on your back. Between the warm, fuzzy blankets, the sweet-smelling baby oil they rub you down with and the super talented masseuse (who did this crazy stretching and flexing thing with my legs that made my eyes roll back in my head - like someone doing yoga for you) I was really in absolute bliss. No pun intended.
It wasn't cheap, so I know I won't be able to go back as frequently as I'd like (i.e., daily) but I definitely want to get back there at least one more time during this pregnancy. I've been feeling really achy and mis-aligned lately, and I feel absolutely wonderful right now! I hope it lasts. :)
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