In my humble opinion, there are few more deserving of a good massage than mommies. I would imagine, however, that they are usually the least likely to indulge in such a treat. After all, the word indulge probably doesn't even fit into most moms' vocabularies...unless you mean sneaking a bite of ice cream out of the freezer when the 3-year-old isn't looking!
For Christmas this year, I was SO blessed to receive a gift certificate from two dear friends for a massage! Yipppeeee! I haven't scheduled the appointment yet, but it's going to happen...and soon. In the mean time, however, I've discovered two simple substitutes which could almost pass for a decent massage. If you take a moment to flop on the couch (in utter exhaustion), it usually isn't long before a 3-year-old can no longer bare the temptation to climb all over you. If you close your eyes and imagine (real hard), the jostling could possibly be mistaken for fine shiatsu. In addition, if you bend over the changing table to kiss a 4-month-old's tummy, it often prompts tiny fingers to become hopelessly entwined in your hair. Once again, with a great deal of imagination, the tugs could almost mimic the tingles of a hot-oil head rub!
Anyways. Just a suggestion for mommies everywhere who dole out the TLC and could use a little in return!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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OK, that was pretty funny...you better sign up for that massage ASAP! Jane
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