Today I spent three hours at the Prematernal Home giving back and foot massages. I used Charisma, Lemon Zest Shea Butter, and mango butter for massages. Then I used strawberry-lemon, orange, grapefruit, or lavender oil in the foot soak.
It was truly a gratifying experience. They were all so happy I was there! One even told me when she heard the director announce I’d be coming, she ran out in the hallway and signed up first! I kept the list of their names as a memento.
They told me about their kids and showed me pictures and videos of birthdays and all that. So many chubby faced love bugs! 🥰Some were having their first and others already had 4 or 5 other children. They had me cracking up when they told me about the way people look at them when they’re in Hawaii. The Yu’pik walk around in t-shirts and shorts in 70 degree weather; but Hawaiians are freezing cold! 🤧🥶🤣
Several of them mentioned they’d hoped their husbands could make it in time. They were wondering who else was a doula in town and apparently I’m the only one here. So I’m glad they said they’ll ask their doctors at their upcoming appointments about having one.
The issue, as I’ve begun to understand it, is that Medicare only pays for the mother’s flight. So these women are flown in around week 37 and stay in the Prematernal Home until delivery. In some cases, they’re flown to Anchorage if there are complications. But either way, if they’re here from a village, chances are they’re by themselves.
If Medicare won’t pay for a companion flight, I wonder if they’ll pay for doulas to be there instead? I’ll have to look into the laws and bills and such. Mama Shafia did it in Oregon. I wonder if I’ll do the same here?
It’s been awhile! My distance here was intentional and I’m excited to share that I’m officially on a social media hiatus. I don’t think blogging counts per se, since I’m using this primarily as a journaling tool, then as a public discussion platform.
I’ve had Facebook since 2005… Wow. Thirteen years of pictures, videos, and words. I joined Twitter in 2009, Tumblr in 2010, Instagram in 2012, and Snapchat in 2014.
THAT’S A LOT OF COTDAMB INFORMATION.
So I guess this break was looong overdue, hmm? In my mind, being on social media is like sitting in jury duty waiting for your number to be called, and you can’t ever go to the quiet room. Some people are talking, some are singing, some are cussing, some say very little, some are arguing. It takes real work to mute out or decrease the volume silence all those voices, those opinions, those discussions. I’ve been on there so long, I didn’t realize I’d never intentionally been away from my page for a considerable amount of time.
Yesterday began a new month, and with 23 days and counting until I bask in the St. Thomas sun, I figured my social media vacation could start before my physical one. I deleted all my apps and only have the WordPress active. I also downloaded DuoLingo and began learning French. 🇫🇷
I’ll definitely be meditating more with all this quiet time as well as getting a reiki session (energy healing). This will be an emotional cleanup and vacation of sorts.
This past weekend was very restful, love filled, and full of introspective moments. I’ll be journaling every day the rest of the month, even if it’s an iNote. Oh and I blow dried my hair so here are some pictures until she gets braided again.
😘 Mr. Huff and I look like we’re in some crunchy, granola type 70’s noir romance film (did I just describe my ideal movie??! 🤔). 🌸🌻🌞🔥