I’ve recently had a get-together with fellow moms over coffee talking about essential oils and their benefits. And as what moms usually do – we chat about anything and everything under the sun.. but mostly about what concerns us the most – our families and our homes.
With over 8 moms gathered in that room, it turns out half of us don’t have house help anymore and another one only has one. This got me thinking about how the Filipino family is evolving now. More and more families are living without the traditional member of the family – the househelp (or maids as others would call it – but I never liked and never felt comfortable using the term). As they say, we are becoming “Americanized” – family members doing their own cooking, laundry and housekeeping.
For many centuries, the Filipino family has had a reliable helper or two, or even three as part of their household. In fact, I know of a family that had more helpers than the family members! Throughout the years, Filipino houses were constructed to include a helper’s room and some even their own toilet. If you happen to chance upon an ad for a house for sale, don’t be surprised to find that as an added “feature”, it will say there “Maid’s room with t&b”.
Our reliable helpers usually came from the provinces of the head of the households. Some were even extended families – 2nd or 3rd degree cousins who were financially challenged and needed to send support to families back home. As it became more challenging to find help for those who have migrated to the big cities, families turned to agencies who supply domestic help. When I was a child, this was already quite unusual for me because we considered househelp really as part of the family and someone we always had some connection to. I also heard a lot of horror stories about these agencies who people say don’t really screen their candidates.
But over the past couple of years, helpers have become increasingly difficult to find. About 10 or so years ago, I never had difficulty finding help as I always had somebody to replace the one who left. Since last year however, I have maintained one help who had eventually asked to leave last March to work abroad. How could I compete with the salary of that?
Before she left however, I had been running through in my mind how I would eventually manage without someone you can rely on, on a daily basis. I was thinking more of who will be left with the smaller ones if I had to attend meetings, and to help me make sure there is food on the table in case I got stuck in traffic somewhere and it was lunchtime.
The workload I felt was something I could manage. I had never been one to pass off to the helper what I can do myself. I guess I had practiced this underlying principle that there’s no one else you can rely on except yourself, so better do it yourself. This is also the same principle I try to pass on to my kids when it comes to doing things at home. If they want it, then they have to get it themselves. If they’d like a glass of milk, or want a snack, then they prepare it themselves.
It’s been two months now that we haven’t had a helper and yes, although there were some challenges and some still happening, I think I’d like to say, we’ve survived and are doing pretty well. Obviously there were many adjustments I had to do – waking up extra early to be able to prepare breakfast for the family, sorting the laundry of everyone else, making sure living room is in order, etc. But it has also taught me one important lesson – to not sweat the small stuff. As a person who is obsessive-compulsive down to how my slippers should be arranged just before I lie down in a perfect supine position, this I think, is one achievement. Learning to let go and accept a less-than-perfect table setting is perfectly alright. Maybe the cabinet door is ajar? Leave it. We won’t die if it’s left that way. One shoe not tucked neatly inside the shoe cabinet? Geez.. the kids will just find the other pair on their own.
Now some people may think – this is crazy! Disorder is more the norm than the exception! Yes it may be true for some.. and the struggle could be incorporating physical order in their homes. Quite the opposite for those who perhaps are like me who have to fight off the temptation to smoothen out ever inch of wrinkle on our bed covers. It is a REAL struggle – one which I am faced with everyday. Not a life-threatening one, but still a struggle.
One thing I had to learn to face is the reality that in a home with many kids, we have to embrace some kind of disorder so your children learn to have fun and relax. You don’t want them to grow up in a home that is too immaculately clean and organized that when they face the chaos of the outside world, they are shocked, and worse, are left unable to adjust being around different kinds of people. You want them to be resilient and flexible.
I feel that although my kids should grow up in an environment that knows clean and order, it shouldn’t dictate one’s life. In my observation, children who grow up in homes that maintain a certain level of cleanliness and orderliness imbibe this virtue well into their adult years and help them establish a certain flow in their lives that help them become “settled” individuals. However, I’ve also observed that those who are bound strictly to that rule at home become inflexible and rigid – something I never want for my own kids.
Well, we are all a work in progress, as they say, and we never stop learning and growing as a person. So as I grow in my parenting style, I am also learning to “undo” certain traits in order to acquire others. For now, it’s learning not to be too demanding with the little things to give my kids more room to learn in an atmosphere of love and understanding. We grow inasmuch as we need to – to continue being able to give to the people who are with us in this journey called life.
Happy thoughts everyone!
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