Week 11 – field of dreams?

Week 11 – field of dreams?

I did the practical exam for my massage diploma on Saturday. And passed. What a relief. I was even more nervous than I had been for the written exam (which I should hear about next week). With the likelihood of becoming a professional massage therapist now increased I  spent some of the week decorating one of our bedrooms to use as a therapy room. The question is “now I’ve built it will they come . . .” (apologies  to fans for slight misquote from  the film – but this is in its own small way  my “field of dreams”).

Lovely time with S and J this week. I  gave S a massage and have decided that this is something I will offer to all my postnatal clients who book me for a reasonable number of hours. A combination of the labour itself and feeding and carrying a new born  can be very tough on the back, neck and shoulders. I’m pretty sure that most new mothers would benefit from a massage to help with physical tension and as a source of relaxation from the stresses and strains of early parenthood.

I have been reflecting on difference between starting a new career as a young adult and an older one – I keep wondering whether life will ever feel “routine” again? I can’t imagine it but I and am all too aware that the shine wears off most new things after a while. How did I feel when starting new jobs /courses etc as a young adult??? Often completely lacking in confidence and a bit of a fraud I think – though always delighted to start new things.