For Mother’s Day, Tom got me a gift certificate to a day spa for a one hour prenatal massage. While the experience was a mixed bag (the only major downside being my room was too hot so I had to stop the massage at one point to get a fan pointed toward me and drink water before I passed out), overall it was awesome. The best part by far was the special cushion they have on the massage table so I could lay on my stomach. It had this big cutout for my belly, sort of like if I could go to the beach and dig a hole for the stomach. For that hour massage, I felt like a normal non-pregnant person. And that doesn’t happen too often nowadays.