I was at home for a while and hatedit with a passion. I have a professional degree and was earning a very good salary (despite my job being rather routine, with standard hours.) I spent many an hour in the middle of the night lamenting the choices I’d made and fearing that they were undoable.
What surprised me is how much the dynamic of our relationship changed. Money wasn’t the issue - DH earns many multiples of my salary and everything has always been jointly held, but very slowly my “status” in our marriage changed. We were not a partnership, rather I slowly morphed into bring the facilitator. Once I lightheartedly said to him, “You’d be lost without me” after I resolved some domestic issue or other. His response: “No I wouldn’t, I’d hire as assistant.” He was horrified when he saw the look on my face, and for me that was something of a light switch moment. I knew that I couldn’t spend my best years just facilitating other people.
As a stroke of sheer luck, and knowing people who knew people, I managed to get hired again, for more money in a better company. Believe me, I thank my lucky stars every day for being in this position. I took it for granted before and I’ll never do it again.
I had no idea how much I’d missed work until I found myself on a Sunday night, thinking ahead to my Monday morning “to do” list. And I was thrilled - with the responsibility, the respect I was earning, the example I was setting to my children, and knowing that I was doing a great job. I recall someone telling me how great it must be do choose my own schedule. I replied that for me, flexibility means that no-one misses you when you’re not there.
I am a passionate believer that no able-bodied person should be financially dependent upon someone else. I think it’s folly of the worse degree, and I’ll be encouraging my daughter (to put it mildly) not to sacrifice her own emotional and financial well-being to facilitate somebody else’s wants.
To respond to a couple of posters - I’m not envious in the slightest of women who stay home. I felt as though my life was slipping away and getting back into work felt like someone throwing me a lifeline. A lifeline with self respect, money and health insurance attached to it 😊