Like many Pinoy urban moms, I have my yaya’s wear a uniform. It was a policy that I’ve grown up with from the time I was born. My mom also had our househelp wear uniforms for the simple reason that it looked neat and it saved them from wearing out their own clothes. This translated to greater savings for them and bigger expenses for us..but that’s not the point.
A uniform, whether it be a school uniform or a work uniform, gives a sense of order…in my book. For me, yaya’s and househelpers who wear uniform are very neat and organized to a certain degree. Not that I abhor those who prefer not to wear uniforms. I just like the way they look more when they are in uniform than when they’re not in uniforms.
Note : Ate Arlyn in blue scrubs…Yaya Minda M.I.A.
Luckily, my yaya’s like wearing uniforms. One thing though, our Manang prefers the old style cut of uniform while Ate Arlyn prefers nursing scrubs. I give in to both their preferences because comfort plays a big role in their choice. Manang Minda doesn’t like th V-cut neck of scrubs while Ate Arlyn likes its looser cut. Either way, I just try to buy uniforms in the same color scheme so they look terno.
I’ve always had a strong opinion about a child’s attachment to their yayas. It goes without saying that I made sure that my kids develop a certain closeness to their caregivers but still go to us as their main source of care. It really wasn’t that hard. The hubby and I are really hands-on parents who look to our yayas as support players in taking care of the kids.
So in the years that we have had our yayas, the relationship between them and the kids have developed from mere ward-guardian to family. Our yayas are members of the family…that’s that. We don’t see them as outsiders. To us they are more than employees who work for pay and social security benefits.
And the kids know this in their hearts as well.
In fact, we scared Adi out of her wits the other night when we told her that we were leaving her beloved Yaya Minda when we would transfer to the new house next year. We said that our neighbor, who plans to buy this house we are occupying, insisted that Yaya Minda goes with the house.
This didn’t sit well with Adi. She started bawling like mad. Before we knew it, Gaby announces to all that Yaya Arlyn wasn’t going to be left either.
Such is the love for our yayas…our family.