This morning my husband got out of bed before the sun was properly up. The sky was pink. He chases those shots — the epic nature ones — so I smiled, said go follow the sky, and popped my headphones on to meditate.
He was gone for two hours.
In that time I meditated. I answered every single "Mum, look at me" moment. I walked the dogs with the kids. We kicked the footy. I filled my car's wiper fluid, noted it needed coolant. Watered the plants. Fed the dogs. Put the sprinkler on.
When he got home, I made him a coffee.
He looked at me and said: "Are you shitty?"
I wasn't. I am genuinely not. But I looked him in the eyes and said something I think a lot of us have been trying to find words for:
"I'm not mad. I've just realised that when you wake up, no one has expectations over you. You get to do whatever you want. And I'm not sure you realise what a gift that is."
Because when my eyes open, everyone is already there. A cuddle. A question. A need. A want. And even in the spaces where no one is physically asking — there's still the dogs, the plants, the washing, the mental load of what's for dinner, and then I walk into work where more people need me too.
This is why women fantasise about a break from the people they love most.
It's not that we don't want to be there. It's that we are always there. For everyone. Before we've even blinked.
So what does 10 minutes actually mean?
It's not a spa day. It's not a weekend away (though yes please). It's the quiet moment before the world arrives at you. Ten minutes where nobody needs anything. Where you're not a mum, a partner, a colleague, a person with a list.
Just you. In your body. Breathing.
That's what Salty Vibes was built for. Not the performance of self-care — the actual thing. The five-minute bath soak before the kids notice you're gone. The roller you keep in your bag for the moment between meetings and mayhem. The ritual that says: I exist outside of my usefulness to everyone else.
This Mother's Day, give her that.
Ten minutes. A locked bathroom door. Something that smells like it was made for her.
And if you're the mum reading this — give it to yourself. You don't have to wait for someone to hand it to you.
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