I washed three loads of laundry every day, and mopped my bathroom and kitchen floors every other day.
If it would not start or it was broke down she had to use a scrub board and ring the clothes out by hand, and most of the time it was broke down, she had an easy job of cleaning three bath rooms because we never had one, we had an out house.
Oh, my mother had it so easy, she never had to take excerise because she never had that much time to spare,
She got all she needed cooking, including baking every day for at times seven kids, ( some of the kids left home at an early age ) sewing patches on pants and shirts, ironing, carrying water in from the barrel or well or a quarter mile walk from the spring, cleaning dirt floors and then dampening them and repacking them.
She never had to drive us kids around because she never had no car except when dad was home but she never learned to drive any way.
Did i mention chopping the wood for the cook stove for cooking and warming the water for the bathes of the little kids too young to do it for them selves?
Milking and feeding a cow or up to twenty cows and sometimes feeding pigs,( not us kids but other pigs,) feeding and caring for chickens, and on top of that raising a big garden, working in other peoples fields right along beside us kids hoeing weeds for 15 to 25 cents an hour.
And the times we lived in town she took up washings and ironing’s at home with the same old wore out washers and the same old clothes lines which we took with us when we moved, and the same irons that you had to put on a stove to heat, plus all of the other work she would normally do.
Thank God we never had no band practice or other school socialist programs that she would have had to walk from several blocks to several miles to attend.
My mother was not a Mormon, during these years the Mormon women also worked hard but were living
much better in comparison.
Sorry you had it so rough.
I’m glad your mother did not also have to work full time.
Sorry she had it so rough - I understand. I never had a washing machine until #3 was born, and I used cloth diapers. I’ve got a wringer washer and I considered THAT a luxury. I hope your mother knew and experience the grace that God offered her, so that when she failed she knew that she was still loved.
What a hateful remark. So typical, too.