I found all the replies interesting because as others have said, until you've been in the OP's cousin's shoes...
When I had my second child, I started having someone come in twice a week for a total of 10 hours to help with cleaning, laundry and child care. She also babysat for us on the weekends and did the odd Saturday.
While pregnant with our fourth child, we moved and I asked her to come with us. She had worked for us for a total of 7 years in a few capacities. I was asking her to be our full-time housekeeper and occasional babysitter on weekends and when I ran errands or acted as chauffer for my older ones. She was the only babysitter my kids had ever known. She agreed and we all moved. It took some adjusting on all parts to the new situation. My kids loved having her around but it was awkward for her. All in all, I could see that she was depressed and missed home. She was off for five days every other week and she traveled the four hours back and forth to visit family and friends. The end of my story is that on a Friday morning (three weeks before I had my baby and while on bed rest
), she told me she was leaving, went to her room, packed her things and left. She didn't say goodbye to my kids and they were devastated and she also owed us a lot of money from a loan. In the end -- it was for the best. After I had the baby, my husband and I hired part-time help (20 hours a week) to do the laundry and straighten up. Currently, we have a cleaning person once a week and a babysit who works about 15 hours a week and does the bulk of our laundry.
Having four children and managing quality time is a challenge. I don't have my babysitter so I can have a break (I wish!
) I'm taking my two little ones separately to My Gym. I'm taking my four year old to jazz class and watching (versus being there and chasing my 1 & 2 yos around) and getting to watch the last ten minutes of my oldest's tennis lesson. I'm helping with Girl Scouts. Without the additional help, I wouldn't be able to do those little things that make my children happy. I'm still waiting to watch an entire gymnastics class for both of my older girls! The biggest laugh for me was the first time I picked my 4 yo up from school without her younger siblings and she said, "Thanks for picking me up and spending time with me without those other two, Mommy."