I was a house-husband for 8-months and it was brilliant! I moved with my wife and kids to the Isle of Man in 2003. Our kids were 1 and 3 years old at the time. Both my wife and I started to apply for jobs as soon as we arrived, and she got an offer of employment before I did. Furthermore, it was really well paid and it was a job she had loved doing before our kids were born, and was keen to get back into. We discussed the idea of me staying at home to look after the kids, and since it was Winter at the time and, as a roofer, not a great time of year to be looking for work, I was keen to give it a go!
I had missed out on our 3-year old daughter's early infancy due to work, and I now had the opportunity to make up for lost time AND be with my son who had only just turned 1-year old. I enjoyed every second of it. The housework was a doddle to be honest. I don't know what the fuss about housework is all about! It would take me maybe an hour in the morning to do the house top to bottom, and maybe 20-minutes or so in the afternoon, unloading the dishwasher and tumble drier. The hoover & duster didn't come out EVERY day, but then, it didn't when my wife was at home! It also turned out that I'm a better cook than my wife, and to this day I do much of the cooking. I also got to do lots of DIY and decorating
in our new house that would have taken the best part of 2-years if I had been restricted to doing it at weekends. It was difficult finding baby changing facilities when I was out shopping with the kids… they're almost exclusively in women's toilets… but apart from that everything was great!
I got to spend lots of time with the kids in the run-up to Christmas, which was PRICELESS! The kids were happy, my wife was loving her job, and I was extremely content in the role of house-husband. I was reluctant to go back to work, to be honest!
It's a shame more men don't try it. They don't know what they're missing!