Growing up, I was under the care of a string of yayas—stay-in nannies—while both of my parents worked. It was one thing I took for granted, assuming my peers had the same setup. However, as I started visiting several of my friends' houses, I realized that wasn't the case.

Having a yaya felt like a privilege, as sourcing out the services of one could get expensive. Now that I’m a parent myself, I realized that having a stay-at-home parent is an even rarer privilege, especially in an economy as bad as we currently have.