Anytime we've traveled anywhere during pregnancy, people have asked Rob and me if we're going on our babymoon. In most cases, we were just visiting family or going on a work trip while also pregnant. Truthfully, we could have been going up the street to Walgreens and someone would be like, "Aw! Babymoon time?" But then again, a babymoon is what you make of it — whether it's a staycation or a "hatchelorette" with friends — and for our official babymoon, we went to the desert.
Miraval first opened in Tucson in 1995. It's been described to Popsugar as the "gateway drug" to wellness travel, and celebrity guests have included everyone from Oprah Winfrey to the Real Housewives of Orange County. The resort chain has since opened additional locations in Austin and the Berkshires in Massachusetts, with a fourth property set to open in Saudi Arabia, on the Red Sea, later this year.
Miraval consists of 146 casita-style rooms, suites, and villas. The starting nightly rate is a steep $1,299, but included in that cost are as many meals as one would like, most activities, and, of course, accommodations. Activities range from physical feats, like tightrope courses and yoga, to mental, emotional, and even metaphysical matters. (The astral projections session comes to mind.)
I always envisioned my babymoon taking place on a beach somewhere. My days would be filled with cabana naps, moderate tan lines, and comical amounts of coconut sorbet. But that isn't, of course, what ended up happening; when I was presented with the opportunity to productivity-hack my babymoon with a hyper-optimized couples' retreat brimming with wellness activities, I took it. It's the overachieving millennial way, I suppose. — Kelsey Garcia
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