Perinatal In-Home Massage Therapists Step Into Your World...Literally
What It's Like When We Walk Into Your Home and Set Up Our Stuff So You Can Relax
Did you ever consider what it must feel like to go into other people’s homes to provide Perinatal Massage?
For me, it’s always something new.
A new place to drive to, a new family to meet. I do like meeting new people, so I enjoy that part.
I always hope that the family will be kindly people. That is really what matters to me. It’s always great when people treat me like a person.
I provide Postnatal or Prenatal Massage in New Jersey. My clients are from every ethnicity and background: Indian, Italian, Jewish, Polish, Latina, White, Black, Carribian, Russian, and more. Some are first-generation Americans, others have famileis that have been here forever.
Going into someone else’s home and setting up my portable table and materials and providing a session is what it’s all about, so that’s what I’m focused on at the time.
I don’t really focus my attention on my surroundings. I mean, I don’t ignore what’s around me, either. What I mean is, I don’t focus on people’s furntiure, for instance, or their general decor.
I respect your furniture and surface. I keep everything clean.
I focus on the session at hand and helping the woman I’m presently providing Postnatal or Prenatal Massage to. I try to be respectful. Quiet. Unabtrusive.
I know that the baby may be sleeping, or for that matter her hsuband may be taking a quick snooze, a brief break from an 18-hour-day of remote work.
I definitely take my shoes off. It’s respectful, and more sanitary. That’s what we did in my parent’s home growing up; it’s what I still do.
Of course, I have to wash my hands and sometimes use the toilet. I’m sure to leave everything perfectly clean. I bring my own hand soap. I don’t use other people’s toiletries.
Sometimes it’s an overwhelming experience. There may be a bunch of relatives visiting, or even staying with the family once baby is born.
They may be speaking in a language I don’t even recognize by ear. There may be a TV on. Kids playing on the floor. Elders gathered in the kitchen talking politics and life.
I am polite and smile and say hi, but I do not interact further unless someone addesses me. It’s not my place.
I am there for one reason, and one reason only: To help a woman during her perinatal phase of life. That’s it.
Sometimes, I overhear an argument.
Often, it’s in hushed tones. Sometimes it’s loud as can be.
Sometimes the new Mom will break down crying and explain afterwards. I listen carefully, not judging, but especially not taking sides.
I don’t try providing advice, but I do offer ways to de-stress when I’m not there.
Wallking in, setting up, and making myself confortable enough to provide a session that is from my very Soul, drawing upon all my knowledge and all my aptitudes and skill, isn’t so difficult.
Doing the session, I become centered and still within.
So, it’s easy…once I get started, for the most part. I guess I am made for this, because it’s one of the few activities I can engage in without becoming bored!
I love helping new Moms. That enthusiasm makes even the discomfort one might imaigne would come up in situations like entering a new home where you don’t know anyone, nothing really.