self care – Motherhood after IVF

I’ll start my saying ‘oh my!’

Firstly on my arrival I noted it was a beautiful setting; the sun was beaming down, there’s plenty of free close parking and Idyllic Well-being is wonderfully welcoming.

Clean, tidy, friendly and relaxing. The Idyllic well-being cabin is beautifully spacious and inviting, I was greeted with a smile and Laura from Essentially Blended came through and took me to the treatment room.

I must admit, I have a super busy life, and when I booked a ‘full body massage’ – I did not further reading or investigation. I was expecting a ‘full body massage’ for maybe 60 mins.

But, what I got was so much more! Laura is a well trained aromatherapist, not just a masseuse/beauty therapist, and it shows. First she went through a comprehensive and holistic assessment of me, my body, my lifestyle and my needs.

Essentially Blended has totally undersold herself with this treatment! I’ve had treatments at Spas that cost double, but we’re no where near as good as this. I wouldn’t call this a full body massage- more a full body experience.

I was in with Laura for about two hours in total. And was massages from top to toe, with a blended oil made specifically for me. The room smelt amazing, and as well as massaging me with an oil, she also popped a steamy bowl under the couch to relax me.

This was FULL body- I never knew how much tension I held in my forearms and lower legs and insteps until I had this treatment. Louise even gives you a mini facial, and amazing fragranced mask from Evolve Beauty whilst she performs the most exquisite head massage; that gentle but firm hair pulling was insane!

Laura even gave me (decent sized bottle) of a 3% oil blend to help my muscular tension to take home! Honestly, take my advice and quickly book up before she ups her prices

Honestly, it was the best massage ever. Huge thanks to Laura for gifting me a voucher towards this experience. You can find Essentially Blended at Wistow, in Idyllic Well-being, Leicestershire.

Words and images by @chameleoninhighheels

When the government (quite rightly) extended the lockdown a couple of weeks ago, I wondered whether this was the perfect ending to a day I’d rather forget. To be brutally honest, it was a shite day. On the surface it was lovely: sunshine, a walk, a socially distant conversation with a friend we met in the park, time in the garden, meals together, family time. Bliss. Only it wasn’t. In my head, it was hell. Doubts about myself and others, returning to normal life, staying locked up, it was all a big, scary, chaotic and scrambled mess.

The familiar lump in my chest and stomach resurfaces, it spreads its claws uncomfortably around my organs and renders me unable to think straight or to see sense. I try to work out if this is related to lockdown, or if there are other demons at work. I think it is both. The fears and doubts have been there a long time, but now are magnified by a world that projects fear and cannot be a safe place for us right now. I try and rationalise my thoughts and talk myself through what I can and can’t influence. I listen to the conversations in my head and weigh them up. I counsel myself and know that the shrink in me is right and wants to kick me off the imagined couch, but I am not ready to leave, not prepared to say: Yeah, I am fine now, thanks for the session.

My thoughts are as stubborn as the monster inside my body. Normally I would schedule a meet up with one of my closest and most trusted friends. Such things have to be talked about in person. But I can’t do that. I would probably also start doing lots of things to distract myself. But today I can’t do that either.

All the dinner is cooked, there is no more food to cook because the fridge is empty, I had my daily exercise and colouring pictures with my daughter gives me more time to think than I can handle. I tentatively tell one of my friends via text and it helps, she is understanding and downright fabulous. She doesn’t try to fix things for me. She is just there. I can breathe more easily. And then I just do something I read the other day by Glennon Doyle: Sit with it. Sit through it. Experience it. And let it pass over.

It’s a bit of a challenge to sit in peace when you have two kids crawling and climbing over you and a puppy chewing on your clothes. But I sit, and I allow myself to feel crap and I endure those feelings of inadequacy, loneliness and anxiousness. And I survive. I still don’t feel great and am far from being a bundle of positivity, but those inner restraints have loosened a little. I am aware that lots of people will be feeling up and down during this time, and many are feeling like this all the time. I also know that everyone’s experience is unique and personal and definitely valid. My feelings may seem ridiculous to some but they are real for me and I have the right to those experiences.

That doesn’t make me weak, stupid or unloved. I am strong – I will get through this day and others; I am knowledgeable – I am aware of my mind and I know that not all feelings are real but they can seem so; and, most importantly, I am loved – not by everyone and that is ok, but I am no less worthy than the next person.

This has been a deeply personal account of what is going on inside me, and I know that I have made myself more vulnerable with this than ever before. I am never dishonest in my blog posts, but there are many things I do not share as freely as others. Whilst I am always scared of repercussions, I am not afraid anymore of revealing a bit more. We are locked up, but we are not silenced. And I have been silent for too long.

We all have good and bad days, and from now on I will be more willing to openly share the good and the bad, without holding back, in the hope it will speak to other so they know they are not alone.

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