I’ve had many sisters following my journey of moving and working abroad and the most common question I’ve had is about childcare. It seems to be considered as one of the greatest obstacles, and while I don’t ignore the weight of it, I refuse to let it stand in my way.
It appears there are one of two choices, nurseries or nannies, and while I explore these options I learn about the common problems and benefits of both. At the moment I’ve heard some horror stories about bitter nannies which have severely neglected or abused children in there care. From putting a child in the fridge, to making a child drink bleach. Stories like these forces me to take the only option left available which is to employ a nanny through the agency. It is expensive, but at present appears to be the only way of securing references and police checks, that ensure the safety of your child.
The other option of nurseries so far has not been to my satisfaction. Now this maybe due to my own OCD issues and preferences, and unfortunately upon visiting a handful of nurseries I wait patiently to embark on one that gives me peace of mind. The plus however most definitely is the assurance that your child is constantly under the supervision of more than one person.
Lastly my most reliable source of finding childcare at present is word of mouth, whereby nannies have been referred. Its tempting to go with the cheaper option which some nannies are very grateful for, but I struggle to feel comfortable with some of the amounts I’ve been told. Kuwait is a very rich country, but the divide here is far and wide, and I continue to question my own morals when a majority explain to me that the salaries we offer are more than sufficient?
In the meantime my quest to find the best childcare remains in the hands of God. My son will be 12 weeks old by the time I start work God Willing. Initially I was quick to think I could go back to work, but I’m only human, and while the time quickly approaches, I raise my hands and Ask Allah to give send me a nanny that will not be a harm to my son in anyway In sha Allah.
I had a dream to move abroad and work in a Muslim land. Now I’m here Alhamdulilah I have a new dream, and that is for my children only to prosper in character and faith whilst becoming people that will benefit others through their success. I was a single mom in a high rise in Bromford. Nothing comes easy, but by the Grace of God I’m here.