More Than a Babysitter — The Grandmothers Who Raise Us

Raahima, at just 15 months, relies on her grandmother Dadi for consistent care, showcasing the vital role of extended family in child-rearing. This caregiving shapes emotional security and development, highlighting the importance of recognizing grandmothers as primary caregivers and educators.

Raahima is just 15 months old.
She does not understand the word “caregiver.” But she understands presence, especially the presence of grandmothers who raise children.

When she is hungry, she calls for Dadi.
When she is sleepy, she looks for the same arms that have held her since the first day.

This is not preference. It is imprint.


Grandmothers Who Raise Children Are Not Backup

In many South Asian homes, grandmothers who raise children are not a support system. They are the system.

Raahima’s mother was recovering from surgery after birth. That early window, the one experts call critical, did not disappear. It shifted.

To Dadi.

Research in early childhood development shows that consistent caregiving in the first 12–24 months builds emotional security and brain development. According to Harvard’s Center on the Developing Child, stable and responsive relationships shape neural connections that last for life.

Raahima may not remember these days.
Her brain will.


The Hidden Architecture of Family Life

Here’s what I noticed. We talk about parenting as if it belongs only to parents.

But in homes like ours, parenting is layered.

Dadi feeds her mashed banana in the morning.
Dadi wipes her hands when she throws it on the floor.
Dadi knows which cry means hunger and which one means “just hold me.”

That repetition. Day after day. That is not helping. That is raising.

Globally, this is not a small phenomenon. According to UNICEF estimates, millions of children are regularly cared for by extended family members, especially in Asia and Africa where multi-generational living is common.

Yet policy frameworks rarely count them.


We Call It Love. But It Is Also Labour

A strange thing happens in families.

The more natural something looks, the less we value it.

Dadi wakes up early. Sleeps late. Adjusts her own life around a child who is not “hers” in the formal sense. No salary. No leave. No recognition.

Still, Raahima reaches for her dupatta like it is safety itself.

And maybe that is the point we miss.

This is not just emotional bonding.
This is invisible labour shaping a human being.


What Happens If We Finally See Them?

What if we started calling grandmothers who raise children what they are?

Primary caregivers.
Early educators.
Emotional anchors.

Some countries have begun small shifts. In parts of Europe, family policies now recognize extended caregiving roles in social support structures. It is still limited. But the conversation has started.

In most of our societies, it hasn’t.


Conclusion: The Memory the Body Keeps

Raahima will grow. She will speak in full sentences. She will run, fall, and forget many things.

But her body will remember this.

The rhythm of Dadi’s breathing.
The warmth of her lap.
The quiet certainty that someone was always there.

And maybe that is how generations are built. Not through plans or systems, but through hands that keep showing up.

Still, we don’t write about them enough.

Maybe that’s the problem.

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