Just read The Help. Excellant book. Several of my old childhood friends just recently discussed this. We were all "raised" by help. Our mothers all had domestic help, but I don't remember a single one of them wearing a uniform. Much of the book was so real to me that I really had a hard time with it. The woman that helped my mother was like another mother to me and she died when I was 9 and it crushed me. But one friend asked her mother how much she paid their help and her mother didn't want to tell her and finally did. She paid the woman $15 a week and she worked 5 days a week and was expected to pick the girls up from school as well as keep house. This was the late 60's and early 70's.
After spending hours today polishing the family silver for my daughter's wedding, I have new respect for these women that worked in other people's homes, raised other people's children and were paid low wages.
But quite honestly, that book was so real life as to be uncomfortable. I'm glad I read it though.