
Were you raised to believe that any time not spent achieving was a waste?
Many of us, especially us high-achieving mums, living in fast‑paced,, busy, bustling cities like Hong Kong, grew up with the unspoken message that rest must be earned, unstructured time, a “waste”
Productivity was a measure of worth; achievement was love’s proof.
It’s easy to carry that mindset into adulthood — into marriage, motherhood, and the daily rhythm of managing family life abroad. Even our moments of leisure can become performative: exercise to stay fit, outings for enrichment, play dates that double as networking. All of it carefully scheduled, purposeful, progressing toward “better.”
But what if some of the most important moments of life are the ones that don’t produce?

In a city where achievement is the air we breathe, slowing down can feel uncomfortable. As a therapist supporting expat mums in Hong Kong, I often hear women say, “I just need to get through this week — then I can rest.” But that moment rarely comes. There’s always one more task, one more child’s activity, one more email. The cumulative demands seeping in, leading to a slow burnout.
When rest is treated as a reward for productivity rather than a right of being human, exhaustion becomes the norm. You might find yourself collapsing at the end of a long day, but never truly restoring. The nervous system stays on high alert, scanning for the next responsibility.
True rest — and its playful sibling, joy — doesn’t come after the work is done. It enables us to do the work of living with presence and compassion.
As mothers, we often focus on preparing our children for the future: giving them the best education, helping them build resilience, encouraging effort, and celebrating achievement.
Yet, childhood isn’t just a rehearsal for adulthood — it’s life happening now.
The same is true for us. These years of motherhood are not a pause in your own story. They are rich, complex chapters filled with meaning — even (and especially) when nothing “productive” is being done. When we give ourselves permission to play, we reclaim the truth that joy is valuable in itself.
And when our children see us doing this, they learn something profound: that life is not a to‑do list to be conquered, but a journey to be experienced.

Play isn’t frivolous. It’s a biological need — for both children and adults. Neurologically, play regulates the nervous system, fosters creativity, and builds emotional flexibility.
When you engage in play or creative rest — dancing in the kitchen, painting for no reason, laughing with a friend — your brain releases oxytocin and dopamine, chemicals that soften stress and strengthen connection. These joyful moments restore balance and create resilience far more effectively than any productivity tool.
For children, free play is how they learn social skills, emotional regulation, and problem‑solving. For adults, it’s how we stay emotionally alive. Suppressing play for the sake of constant achievement teaches kids that joy must be earned. What if instead, your family learned that joy is allowed — even celebrated — for its own sake?

Hong Kong is a city of contrasts: a place of dazzling opportunity and quiet exhaustion. Its skyline is a symbol of ambition, but in between its towers are green trails, beaches, and quiet parks — reminders that rest and play coexist even within density.
Many expat mums here navigate demanding schedules, international schools, and cultural transitions, all while trying to carve space for themselves. In this environment, unstructured time may seem indulgent. But emotional wellbeing thrives on the opposite of constant motion: on pause, on laughter without purpose, on moments of simple delight.
Your child doesn’t only learn from what you say — but from what you model. When they see you set down your phone, stop rushing, and join in silly play, they learn it’s safe to relax too.
It may sound strange to “schedule” unproductive fun, but let’s face it — life doesn’t often leave accidental space for joy. When something matters, it deserves a place on the calendar.
Here are some gentle ideas:
Over time, these small acts rewire the nervous system toward calm and connection. They remind both you and your children that rest and joy are part of a sustainable, healthy life.
So much of motherhood — especially in cultures of high achievement — is tangled with guilt: the guilt of not doing enough, not achieving enough, not giving enough. But when you pause for joy, you’re not neglecting your duties; you’re reinforcing your capacity to fulfil them with warmth and presence.
Imagine your child twenty years from now. What if their core memory of you wasn’t how efficiently you managed days, but how freely you laughed? How you invited them to slow down and savour life’s tiny moments? Those memories become their template for self‑worth and wellbeing.
By reclaiming joy, you teach your children that playfulness doesn’t fade with age — it evolves into self‑compassion.
The truth is, there will never be a perfect time to rest or play. The to‑do list isn’t all completed. But joy doesn’t wait for permission — it blooms in the middle of the mess.
Your worth isn’t measured by how much you produce, and your child’s value isn’t determined by how much they achieve.
Both of you are living full, meaningful lives right now.
So, choose joy today. Schedule something beautifully “unproductive.” Step into nature. Build a pillow fort. Paint without purpose. Dance in your kitchen. Play the piano imperfectly.
In doing so, you regulate your nervous system, replenish your energy, and remind your family what true wellbeing looks like — presence, connection, and delight in the ordinary moments.
Because play is not a reward for having survived the week. It’s the rhythm that helps you thrive through it.
Written by Lisel Varley


