No more waiting on cold station platforms for delayed trains at 6.30am
No, you swap that for being woken at 5.30 by a small person entirely dependent on you to meet his needs. You end up waiting around on cold pavements taking 20 mins to do a walk that takes an adult 5 mins as your toddler has to stop and look at everything/fight you/generally piss about the whole way
No more hideous commute
It's called the school-run/preschool drop-off... see above.
No more stressful job...
Trying to leave the house takes 30 mins, it's always touch and go whether you'll make appointments on time, toddler tantrums in Tesco make you feel out of control and judged by all and sundry, explosive nappies that leak everywhere... And the baby gets sick, and you have to work out if it's something you treat at home with Calpol or is it going to turn into something worse, and should you call the OOH doctor, or just keep checking his temperature, because his sister had a febrile convulsion at this age... Trying to get baby to have a nap as if they don't go to sleep that's it, that's your one chance to get a hot drink/something to eat gone til bedtime.
...nagging boss
You become the nagging boss: "It's time to go, let's get shoes on. Shoes on please. Shoes on. Shoes on, now. SHOES! SHOES ON!" Insert any job of choice, tidying up, getting up the stairs for bath...
...and office politics
You swap that for parenting politics, and who's doing it right/wrong. Little old ladies will come and tell you how you should be doing it. Politics of a different sort. And of course, the politics of housework. Do read that, by the way. Your domestic balance of power shifts in ways you can't imagine, til you're living it.
no more late night working and surviving on takeaway or the contents of the office vending machine for weeks at a time
Late night working? I was up five times last night with a poorly DC. As for food, the nights when they have screamed for 1.5 hours before going to sleep leave you so exhausted you either call out for takeaway, or just don't bother eating, as eating eats into time you could be asleep.
"The dream"? Not mine! At least at work there's a chance of a payrise or other recognition for the job you're doing. And the guilt! I love my kids, but I am seriously not designed to spend 24/7 around them... I'm a much better mummy when I have my own headspace/work to go out to and come back to them. The one lets me recharge for the other.