|Is this the cutest image of 'help' ever? Sourced from here|
Getting the kids looked after by other people hasn't really happened much here. Not for any real reason, just no family close by, moving around a little, not originally being from the area, lack of funds for baby sitters at times, everyone having their own kids to look after, which when they are babies is hard enough.
But Popps starting school has made some management things tricky in the Huey Household. Mr H can not be relied upon to do a single drop off or pick up.
Prep kids need to be dropped at the class room and picked up outside the building, none of this sitting in the car and letting them walk to you business. No, no dropping them at the corner and making a mad dash to the next destination of work.
So it was that I reluctantly booked in to use the after school care program, there are 80 kids in prep. So far none of the kids in Popps' class are in after school care, the guilt at sending her was sitting there, but with a few meetings coming up we were just going to have to be the first.
But then some other Mums including some I barely know have offered their help.
"You can leave her with me"
"Drop her with us"
"I can do pick up on Friday"
Have all been phrases sent my way over the last month.
I said I would think about it.
I wasn't sure.
Could I really pass over the responsibility of my child to other Mums, who had their own busy lives already, some whose homes I have never set foot in.
Yes, I could.
It is working well so far. Popps enjoys the visits at peoples houses. She and one of her new little friends have been bragging about how they are going to have breakfast together.
And the reason this came to be is simple. I am more than happy to help these Mums on my day off, or at Saturday dancing or swimming lessons or weekends when appointments need to be met.
This is Mummy Bartering. An economic activity that has long thrived and prospered through all the GFCs of times gone by.
Are you a Mummy Bartererererer too (was that too many erers?)