Originally Posted by GooeyRN If all else was equal, the age would not matter to me at all. I would look for something else to sway me. |
Originally Posted by flapjack No opinions, just a story. Back in 1977, my mum had me the year after she made history by being the first female headmistress of a secondary school in our county. This was a big deal for her, and so despite loving me to little bits, she decided to keep working. A friend and colleague's parents were having a hard time financially, as his father had been off work ill for many months with emphysema (he was a miner) and they were struggling to cope financially- this family had 5 children at that point, the youngest of whom was 16. Three were still at home. And so, the mum of this family came to be my nanny. And she was AWESOME. Whilst being respectful of my parents, she showed them what GD looks like, how it works, how to get a small girl to put her toys away and I had a lot of fun with her. We joke that I became the 13th grandchild (she made it to 19 in total, and 10 great-grandchildren including my boys before she died) which was a big deal for an only child, experiencing a big extended family. And yes, I had a very traditional upbringing. She didn't wear me, but I spent most of the first year of my life (clingy baby) in someone's arms, and her kids were breastfed. So it really can work. |