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Time Off

For Mother’s Day, my partner gave me a candle and a bottle of bubble bath, not something I use or ever would have bought. Late that afternoon, he occupied our then two-month-old daughter and I lit the candle, filled the bath, and soaked with my eyes closed. I emerged twenty minutes later with energy, a smile, and a newfound sense of calm.

I had been gifted time off, cleverly forced into relaxation, and found it very pleasing indeed.


This afternoon, nursing our now four-and-a-half-month-old daughter, I hit a wall I didn’t know I was facing. Her eyes started to close and mine followed suit. But Baby Girl very quickly had other ideas, and the moment was gone before it started. I hadn’t even known I was tired.

As we often do once my partner gets home from work, we started getting ready to go out for a walk, but the energy that usually comes from going out continued to elude me. I am not a person to sit around and relax (hence the need to be forced into it) and all I wanted to do was rest. Strange. I suggested to my partner that they go without me, and I surprised myself by letting them.

And then I myself drew a bubble bath.

I didn’t want to get off the couch, but I also didn’t want to face the chores I could be doing, some of which were visible from the couch. I didn’t want to do just one thing and then another quick thing, and wait they’re back already?

I got into the bath and closed my eyes, opening them half an hour later to a still apartment. I took my time toweling off and getting ready to face the world again, for once without a guilty conscience. For half an hour I had done nothing, forced myself into taking some time to relax, recharge, and rejuvenate.

It worked.

I tend to be a person whose relaxation comes from a long walk in the woods, whose time off means time in the kitchen following a recipe to avoid having to think. There was a time where I would have done some yoga to shake the fatigue and then continued with the day.

But today, I just needed to do nothing and the way to ensure that was to get into a bath. My glasses remained in their case. My phone was in a different room. My baby was in good hands. My partner had given me the gift of forced relaxation for a reason. Sometimes, the only thing to do is say yes and drift away.

Ötztal, Austria – July 2025

Relax

Our summer holidays have drawn to a close and it’s back to school tomorrow for the teachers. I’m ready, actually, which is a warm feeling.

I had coffee with a group of colleagues this morning, and as we chatted about our holidays, it struck me how little I’d actually done, and how good that felt. I’m normally one to set an alarm, plan activities, spend as much time “doing” as possible. But this summer was different. I could feel that I needed to rest, that my body needed to slow down, and I let it. I lay in bed well past the alarm, already set for later than usual, and spent hours upon hours lost in novels. Sometimes I cooked, sometimes I went for walks.

But what I am mostly struck by, is what I didn’t do. For the first time that I can remember, I didn’t rebel against my body’s desire for quiet. I didn’t push myself to go for a bike ride if I didn’t feel like it, or to the climbing hall if I didn’t feel like it. I didn’t feel like I was wasting my time, I didn’t feel pressured to use my time well, and I really didn’t think too much about the time at all.

Granted, I travelled a little, and those weeks were different. But for three weeks of the summer holidays, I just lived my life at home. Maybe the weather had something to do with it – the weather has been unpredictable, cool, and rainy. Maybe some residual tiredness from the previous school year was still in my body somehow. Or maybe it’s something else entirely. Either way, it was new.

And it was refreshing. I am rested. I am ready to go back to school. I’m looking forward to the routine and to the students, to initiatives I’m involved in and one just getting started.

It has been a quiet summer. And for once, quiet was just right.

Ötztal, Austria – July 2025