Fortunately, my husband is more domesticated than I do. During the days when we have the same day off, he’s the one in-charge of the kitchen. Then I do the dish washing. I put the clothes in the machine, and he does the hanging. When the clothes are already dried up, he takes them down from the roof top, and I’m the one to fold it. He does the floor scrubbing and vacuuming. I do the rest of house cleaning. He takes our daughter to the nanny’s house, and I’m the one to prepare our daughter’s food and stuff.
That’s how we survived when we were still together in that foreign land. We shared almost all the house chores and most of the supposed to be mother roles without complains. Oooops! I do sometimes hahaha!