I finally got a much needed hour long massage session! It felt like someone pressed the reset button on me and I wonder why I deny myself this truly therapeutic experience.
In Romania I used to walk over to the hotel near our house and have a massage once a week because it cost $10 an hour and Little Z wasn't my designated sidekick at the time.
When it comes to the chaos and demands that accompany motherhood, a massage is more a necessity than a luxury.
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