DS is nearly 2. I've been having a ball with him since he arrived. He's an easy child, we have a brilliant setup with local friends and playgroups and toddler classes. I absolutely adore helping him climb the couch a million times a day, making Lego tunnels for his "aermonpane" to fly through, talking about capatillers and wobble wobble butemfies, poking sticks into drains, solemnly watching the washingsheem go roundanround, stomping puddles, etc.
It's the first thing I've ever done in my life that I've really enjoyed and felt reasonably OK at (though I do realise I've been lucky with the kid and his loveliness isn't really about my parenting). I'm 42, so that's a lot of my life where I've been dragging myself through uni and career and non-career jobs that I've mostly really not enjoyed much, out of a sense of obligation and "this is what it's like being an adult, life's not about enjoyment". I don't want to stop. Even a part time job is going to halve the time I could spend with DS while he's little - say a 20 hour job would require 25+ hours' care, probably over three days...
We can afford me not returning to work. But I feel incredibly guilty as pretty much everyone we know has both parents working, and there are plenty of comments from friends, grandparents, DH's colleagues, about it being harder to return to work once you've been out for too many years when they're at school, about me "not contributing to society" because I don't work, about me "throwing away my career" and "letting my mind go to waste", etc.
I absolutely don't think I'm letting my mind go to waste or failing to contribute to society. Parental care of little children is hardly a waste of time and effort, particularly when it's working as well as it does for us. But I do recognise that it will be very, very hard indeed to get a job when I'm close to 50 and have been out of the workforce for nearly a decade. I also realise that my pension provision isn't perfect and that I'm currently financially dependent on DH.
We have a good relationship and this setup works well for us, so a split isn't likely, but if we did split we're reasonably financially comfortable/cushioned. This cushioning is the result of me spending 20 years in uni and a job I didn't really like, doing nothing but work because I was too depressed to enjoy anything else.
AIBU to continue to have fun with DS while he's little and worry about jobs later? Or am I being irresponsible?