I did not grow up with a domestic helper. There was never a real need since there was always a spare pair of hands in my extended family. And my mum kinda stayed at home – she started to work half a day when I started kindergarten.
Hence, I was used to seeing my mum cook, wash, clean – basically doing chores. And I grew up thinking helpers were only for the rich. When I became a mum, I realised how badly I needed an extra pair of hands around the house. Our experience of having the confinement nanny confirmed our initial thoughts about having a live-in helper around the house – Uncomfortable.
But after six months of trying to cope on our own, I threw in the towels. I must say having a helper really made life easier. I hardly washed anything the following year! But ultimately, I just didn’t like living with, managing and being responsible for one. Tough life, some say…
It’s been four months since we let our helper go and I feel more “at home” somehow. We have a part-timer who comes in to clean the house twice a week now and I can definitely say – Very Comfortable.
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