The Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing
Without Guilt
Let me put you on game, chile: doing absolutely nothing is self-care.
You don’t have to earn rest. You don’t have to finish the to-do list, fold the mountain of laundry, or respond to every “Mom, can I…” before you take a breath.
You deserve rest simply because you exist.
Now I know what you’re thinking. But if I sit down, everything will fall apart. If I don’t do it, who will?
Listen. I get it. Solo moms don’t get PTO. We are the breakfast crew, the night shift, and the emotional support hotline all rolled into one. But, if you don’t give yourself a break every now and then, life will find a way to force one on you. And that kind of break? Chile, she’s not cute.
So today, we’re talking about the underrated, absolutely necessary, soul-soothing art of…
doing NOTHING.
And yes, I mean that literally. Not “cleaning while the kids nap” nothing. Not “catching up on emails with a face mask on” nothing. I’m talking stretch out on the couch, remote in hand, bonnet on, snacks nearby, no agenda—nothing.
Here’s how I like to do it:
• Lazy girl lounge wear: Soft tee, no bra, fuzzy socks—because compression is the enemy of relaxation. Let it all hang!
• Background noise: Comfort and feel good shows only. No drama. If it don’t make you chuckle or soothe your spirit, skip it.
• No chores allowed: If you suddenly get the urge to clean out that junk drawer—fight it.
• Phone on DND: The world can wait. Your peace cannot.
Sometimes I lie on the couch, close my eyes, and just enjoy the nothingness of the moment. And if I fall asleep, even better. And I dare anybody to call it lazy.
We’ve been conditioned to think that if we’re not grinding, we’re falling behind. But what if I told you that the best version of you—the kind, present, joyful mama your kids deserve—needs those unplugged moments?
Your body, your mind, your spirit—they crave stillness. They thrive in the quiet.
And yes, I know it’s hard to turn off mom mode.
You hear silence and suddenly think someone’s smearing peanut butter on the walls. You sit down, and your brain starts reminding you of that one permission slip you forgot to sign in 2019.
But that’s the challenge. That’s the art. To sit through the discomfort, breathe through the guilt, and remind yourself:
Resting doesn’t make you irresponsible. It makes you resilient.
So the next time you feel like you’re being “lazy,” flip the script. Say out loud:
“I’m recharging.”
“I’m protecting my peace.”
“I’m practicing the sacred art of doing nothing—and I’m doing it WELL.”
Because let’s be real: we don’t always get to run off to Bali or book a spa day. But a moment of stillness in your own home? Babaaaayyyy, that can be just as healing.
Now go forth and flop on that couch, boo.
No guilt. No shame. Just nothing.
Love, light, & unapologetic rest,
Tiera Nicole
I learned the hard way when my body and nervous system finally waved the white flag and utterly imploded. I didn’t choose rest; I was forced into it. The truth is, our bodies know when enough is enough, and if we don’t listen and give ourselves a break, our bodies will slam on the brakes for us—whether we’re ready or not.