I neeeed privacy!!!

In most countries, when a couple decides to get married, the first thing they’d do is, buy themselves a house, apartment… etc, they get themselves a place where they could call their own, a place where they are going to be the heads of their future family. But unfortunate for us, this place where we call home, is the place where our parents (or on occasions grandparents) began their married lives, got kids, and still probably are living. In some of the houses in Male’ we find two to three generations of families living together. Three or more siblings each couple bear, imagine. We have no space to move out to. No space to build a home. Renting, don’t even get me started on that. So many issues arise as so many people need to share the tiny living space.

For me, being married and having a son, its toughest when people tend to criticize the way I do my everyday chores for my husband and the way people criticize on how I raise my kid. My husband and I agree on taking care of our son together. Together in the sense, I’m not the only one who is ‘entitled’ to shower, clean, nurture, feed our son. Being a family means, the dad should take an almost equal share of the everyday chores in taking care of our child. But it is ridiculed among the elders. The way we do things, the things we do, the mere fact that we want to raise our kid the way we want and not the way people have been practicing it is mocked. The fact I let my son’s hair grow, I let my baby run free at the park instead of guiding him as to what to do, the fact my husband eat selected foods that I prepare, he babysits while I have a night out, I get my baby to pick up his toys when done playing, it’s all ridiculed. Hoping for the day when I could go to a place where I could be my own boss or hoping for the day people would let me carry on with my responsibilities, and them, mind their own.