Do you ever have enough?
I bet I have your curiosity perked now wondering 'Do I ever have enough?'
Enough of what, you might ask?
Enough of anything, is what I say.
Do we have enough time to play with our children?
I was listening to an article being read to me out of one of the major newspapers over the weekend, that the number of Au Pairs (usually female), are on the rise. Board, use of a family car, $200.00 a week in pay, and you get to spend your time cleaning someone else's house and playing with someone else's children.
So what are the parents doing while someone is running their house, feeding their children, looking after them when they cry out at night, where are the parent's?
Who knows?
With society the way it is today, with both parents working, one may be away for weeks at a time, or working shift work, it would make it difficult to look after a child in that situation.
We see a lot of movies where the 'family' enlist the help of an Au Pair, only to find the Au Pair ends up doing a bunk with one of the parents, which is usually the male.
I know that when I first got married, my mother said to me one day while she was instilling her 'wisdom' into my ears while having a coffee, said "you have kids, don't bring them home to me to look after!" Now this was said in the most loving way possible. I know she'd look after them, (if I had any), for a night if I really wanted to go somewhere, but in the whole, I must admit, I'm a bit old fashioned.
I, and I think a great deal of women would think the same, but wouldn't admit it, like the tradition of: Big strong man brings home the cash, while his lovely lady stays home and looks after their angelic children and has a meal on the table when he gets home.
She gently pecks him on the cheek when he gets home and asks how his day was? Trouble is, that's just a fantasy, today's reality is: he comes home grumpy from something not right at work, opens the fridge, cracks open a beer and sits in front of the telly.
Mum's no better, she's had a shitty day with the brats, and nothing's gone right. She's had no time to cook so it's off the nearest KFC or Macca's.
But I digress.
In a way, I think the Au Pair has the rough end of the pineapple. Two parents, two sets of rules, nasty little children telling her that, 'you're not my mother, I don't have to', and only getting paid $200.00 a week.
Yes, it's cheaper than child care, but hey, would you like another female around your husband, boyfriend, lover (male or female) all the time?
Would love your thoughts on the matter.
But that's just, The Female Perspective.