Glad I didn’t live in the 50’s!
Filed Under (Misc, Thoughts) by Misty Mom on 29-05-2008
The one thing that I absolutely love about most department stores here is that they really love giving out free samples of various baby items from shower baths to nappies to laudry detergent which are especially designed for bubs – the for sensitive skin kind. Ever since Arianna was born, I get a voucher in the mail every now and then, from various clubs I’ve joined and also the fact that Arianna was born here, to collect a free goodie bag filled with lots of samples and free magazines.
The latest one was the one I collect today from Target. I’m expecting a free magazine when she turns 2. :) Anyway, they had an article about being a SAHM as opposed to a working mum and how management is important and that in a nutshell, housework just never ends! I had totally agree hence we expect a helping hand from the working partner as well.
I don’t deny that Ted works VERY hard to keep our heads above the water what with our mortgage and daily expenses, and I’m totally grateful and filled with admiration for this man of mine. But although he works hard outside, it’s tough being home too. Especially the times when you have to deal with a clingy or grumpy baby who just won’t settle but the minute daddy walks in, she is all smiles which in turn makes him think that she can’t be trouble at all. But he some times doesn’t see the ‘naughty’ side of bub. Guess I also have to mention that I totally abhor housework and I seriously wished we had a little bit more to spend else I would seriously get a maid in to help once a fortnight. But alas, this is not to be. I can’t be the tai-tai that I had hoped but the opposite. I guess the one thing I have to be happy about is that Ted isn’t one of those husbands who expect the home to be spick and span so I do get away with not doing my housework. Hehehe…..my mum freaked out when she saw the condition of the house when she came to visit and as for my MIL who is a total clean freak, well….I think she’s have a stroke if she decides to give me a surprise visit! *lol* It’s really bizarre how total opposites Ted and his mum is.
Anyway, on the subject of being a housewife, the magazine included these excerpts from a 1950’s home economics textbook [similar to our Ekonomi Rumahtangga] which made me thank my lucky stars that I was not born during the 50’s. And here is why :
1950’s tips on being a good wife
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Freshen up : Take 15 minutes to rest so that you’ll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift. [Excuse me...but who puts makeup on at home??? I'm normally dressed in my slumpadinka pants and just forget about putting ribbons in my hair! That's just asking Arianna to yank my hair out. WOnder what they were thinking if they think doing housework day in, day out is not boring - hello, it is!!]
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Be happy : At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, dishwasher or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad he is home. [The only thing I agree here is - Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad he is home. Ted would love to come home to a happy and chatty cheeky - what kind of father would detest a chatty child????]
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Make him comfy : Don’t greet him with problems or complaints. Don’t complain if he is late for dinner. Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest that he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow his to relax and unwind. [It's because of these teachings that women have a hard time these days fighting for equal rights. 'Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes'? Geez, that's way too much!]
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Make the evening his : Never complaint if he doesn’t take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to be home and relax. [Why not just come out and say, 'Just let him have his way with you!' instead]
Damn, I’m SO glad I missed this generation…..

















