@HotChoc10
On the point
*@vitalsigns23* made about parenting being easier in past decades, I recently read a piece in the Atlantic which said working mothers today spend six hours more per week on childcare than SAHMs did in the 1970s... So presumably kids were left to just get on with it far more then!
Can't seem to link to the piece but it was called Having It All - And Hating It
www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2016/12/having-it-all/488636/
I was a child of a lower middle class family in the 1970s. My mother was a SAHP and I don’t recall her doing what we would now call parenting. Parenting wasn’t a verb then. You were a parent by pro creating and a mothers job was to feed her kids , make sure they were clean and smartly dressed and send them to school and church.
Our mother shopped and cooked meals for us. We had a cleaning lady who did the laundry and did the housework when we were at school. It never crossed my mind to wonder what our mother did all day, but I think she had coffee and lunch with friends.
By the time we were school aged we went to and from school and any other activities ourselves, walking, cycling or public transport. Our family had two cars but it never occurred to us that our parents might drive us anywhere - no ones parents did.
We lived in the suburbs so there was a library, park and an area of countryside all around. We played in the garden or in the street with other children.
We even went ourselves to the dentist, something that would be shocking now.
I don’t remember doing anything WITH my parents, expect some summer holidays to the seaside and Christmas day.
After school we came home, did homework, changed into play clothes and played in the garden, in the park or the street or in neighbours houses. In the winter we watched children’s TV and then had dinner at 6pm. That would be the first time we had seen our mother that day ( our father was around at breakfast ).
After dinner we would wash the dishes and tidy up while our parents watched Tv. We didn’t really see them again in the evening.
Some nights we would go to brownies / guides or clubs at the local high school or churches ( not just “ your” church, we went to clubs at everyone’s church ) .
At weekends we cycled a few miles to the countryside with the children in the street or hung around the local shops / park / street / anyone’s house who would have us all.
By the time we were in high school we took the train into town with friends or did sports on a Saturday. My two best friends at that age had lovely families so I hung around their houses a lot.
By 14 I had a paper round at at 16 a Saturday job.
So My parents are pretty absent from most of my childhood memories. My parents were certainly more detached than most, but I think my childhood was pretty typical for the time, area and class.
My husband was the oldest of 5 children and by the time he was 14, his parents went into town every Saturday and left him to watch the kids and have the dinner ready for them coming home.
Lots of my friends spent Saturday or Sunday at Granny’s, helping her with chores and shopping ( looking back I realise my Gp were in their 60s but they seemed ancient and frail ).
I know this was all a different century but it also seems like another planet, compared to expectations of mothers now.