There’s a post on here about abysmal maternity care. I hate to say it but it chimed totally true with my experience, it was so awful it was truly surreal, I tripped from my lovely professional life where I naively believed ability had created some kind of gender equality into a world where I was treated like an inconvenient animal. I had to have reparative surgery and treatment for a superbug which they actually tried to hide from me that I had… I remember at one of the trauma clinics (no one mentions the trauma clinics) the nurse scoldingly and shamingly said ‘where’d you get this MRSA from, then?!’ I was so bewildered I just said truthfully, ‘…here? When I was having my baby?’
My work told me that my pregnancy was ‘not exactly ideal’, maternity leave was ‘selfish and destructive’ and that I was too young to be worrying about kids (35).
I moved home to NI, had AMAZING shared care with a private obs/gyn in an NHS hospital (£4.5k) but then faced the reality that NI, despite having some of the lowest income has NO 30 hours, NO 15 hours. Children get 2.5 hours a day in nursery for only the preschool year - mine’s slot was 12-2.30 mon-fri - making it impossible for women to work around.
I freelanced, I worked part time, my old board-room level career was destroyed, on top of this my DH had to work away to make ends meet, so all the shitty wifework and domestic labour was on me. Plus we had to flip our way through a series of fixer uppers in order to get somewhere decent to live (U.K. expensive aging housing stock, overpriced and not fit for purpose, tradespeople unaffordable).
After lots of INCREDIBLE advice on here I got a job with the civil service, earning a third of what I did a decade ago. I fell on my knees with gratitude when I got it - a secure job with good pension that means I will be able to meet at least some of the crazy whims, random days off, 14 weeks of holidays plus week of teacher training days that the primary school (staffed entirely by women who are mums themselves) mandate.
I am super able, educated, enthusiastic, I have done everything from washing up in a caf to the boardroom of a big media company, where the expectations of being contactable 24/7 were not conducive to good parenting. I am broken. I am crawling back but holy shit is it hard.
Not to mention we have to hover over every aspect of our kids’ lives or be judged negligent- read the thread on other European parenting on hols, it is eye opening.
No fucking wonder women aren’t having more kids!