Friday, May 4th, 2012
My wife makes more money than I do. Not to mention, her job carries incredible insurance and benefits for our family.
While that would have been weird for my dad in the Eighties, here in the 2010′s it’s not so unusual. I recently read an article on CNN Money that spelled it out for me:
“In 2008, 26% of women living in dual-income households had annual earnings that were at least 10 percentage points higher than their spouse, up from 15% in 1997, according to the Families and Work Institute’s latest data.”
The article went on to say that daycare costs continue to increase while wages are not increasing.
So it only makes sense for those wives and mothers out there who are worth more financially than their husbands, in a household where it is is more financially suitable for one spouse to stay at home, that the dad becomes a “househusband” instead of the mom becoming a “housewife.”
How do I feel about this, as a lesser income-earning dad?
Personally, we couldn’t quite survive on just my wife’s solid income. But if we could?
Heck yeah. I wouldn’t hesitate at all to be a stay-at-home househusband. Of course, I’m under no illusion that it would be a breeze.
Stay-at-home parents are working parents; as every politician’s wife should know.
It’s just that as a modern dad, I by default am already extremely involved in raising my son on a daily basis. To me, I would view it as a career upgrade; especially psychologically.
Beyond all the formerly-ironic-but-now-cliche dad skills like being able to change my son’s diapers and feed him, I already consider myself his main disciplinarian, sleep trainer, and nutritionist; all of which are very important when caring for a toddler all day long.
And for everything else, I could figure it out. I’m proud of the fact my wife can make more money than I can. It’s cool that her employer sees what she’s financially worth; which again, is more than I am.
Most importantly, I want to spend as much time as I can with my son. He’s awesome! Why wouldn’t I?
I always want to have a close, well-communicated relationship with him. It starts now.
If this were the 1950′s, I would evidently be able to provide enough income for my family; my wife wouldn’t have to be a working wife.
I would come home each day and smoke a pipe while wearing a robe, sitting in my cozy chair, reading over the newspaper while halfway paying attention to my son.
That doesn’t even sound at all appealing to me. I’d rather it be this way, where I’m definitely an active and positively influential dad.
“Househusband” is not an insult; I say it’s an honor and a privilege. But even if I’m not fortunate enough to be one myself, being a dad in the 2010′s still rocks, like a T-Rex playing an orange electric guitar.Add a Comment