We’ve lived in SF for over a year now, and it is not uncommon to find more nannies than parents out on the playground. And this makes sense here in SF because the cost of living sometimes means that you need two incomes. By no means are nannies or daycares or preschools are cheap, but it isn’t worth giving up that second income because you can’t really live.
We are fortunate enough that we can live on one income. We might not be able to travel like we used to or enjoy nice expensive meals (and sometimes not save as much as we used to), but we are able to make it work in an incredibly expensive city.
Stay at home mom’s feels like a rare breed here in SF. I do meet moms and dads on the playground, but more often than not they are able to work from home for at least part of the week/day. I’d like to believe that I get mistaken as the nanny because it is rare to find a stay at home mom. But I’m sure my race and looks also lead people to believe I’m the nanny. By looks, I mean people mistake me for a teenager sometimes. I always get carded for alcohol, and I still sometimes get carded for a rated R movie (especially if I don’t wear makeup). Maybe one day when I’m out with Baby Monster people will think I’m the mother.
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