@theplanner24 , what enabled my mother not to work, was the fact that one very ordinary salary was (just) enough to pay the mortgage on a 4 bed house in nice area, and feed and clothe 4 children.
In fact my DM could not have worked even if she’d wanted to - the sort of childcare facilities that exist now just didn’t then, and we had no family anywhere near. She didn’t go back to work until I was 14, when I was considered responsible enough to look after 2 rather younger siblings after school.
Being skint was the norm, though. Anything like orange squash, chocolate biscuits, crisps, were a rare treat. A far cry from today.
Dh’s family was much the same - 4 children, nice house, but permanently skint. It was one of the things we had in common when we first met.
Anyone who’s read Ethel and Ernest - Raymond Briggs’ (The Snowman) story of his parents, will probably remember that pre WW2, his parents were able to buy a 3 bed house in Wimbledon on ONE milkman’s salary.
Dh knows the road, having grown up nearby. The same house would go for around £1m now.