My mother, likes yours, drilled into her daughters' minds that women should work and never depend on anyone. She regrets enormously not working.
Pre-children, I had an unrealistic view of what I could juggle. I never ever thought I would be a SAHM. I had a great job, earning well and with prospects. When ds1 was born, we found out at about 12 months that he was disabled, I happily left my career to make sure he received all the stimulation he needed, no other person would have put the love and effort that I would.
I had ds2 2 years later. What a pleasure looking after him. I couldn't have left him with a random stranger that had no particular interest in his welfare. Those years never come back, they are little for such a short time. I also fervently believe that little children need to feel secure and build a strong bond with a single carer.
I went back to work for a couple of years when ds1 started school. I was very hard. I had a great nanny but every time one of the boys got sick, or I had to go to the school, etc, I felt very guilty. I was so tired. Exhausted. Loved working, but wasn't functioning properly. I would only see them on average for 1.5hrs ever night, it was just to feed, read, sleep, no quality time.
After 2 years I went back to being a sham. The boys are 8 and 6 now and I actually enjoy it much more than when they were babies. We share a very special bond. I love being there for them whenever they need me, I love knowing exactly what they are eating, what they are feeling, what happened in their day and what is that very important question they have on the day (some amazing ones!!!). I love not having to wait for the holidays or weekends to take them to the library, swimming, cycling, or whatever.
OOps, sorry its so long. Very Important point is: DH has never made me feel like a lesser human, we are equal in this partnership. That is crucial.
I do hope to go back to work as some point.