I've worked full time, part time, and stayed home. I'm now home for the last 10 years of my children's school/ university type ages, because of my children's disabilities.
I loathe it. Nearly every moment. I love my children deeply, and have pretty much given up any chance of any job/ life away from them, and that's just the way it is.
There is literally no way around it.
Despite this, we are very lucky, because I can afford to do this, and not starve. Maybe no job, no holidays etc., and honestly, working outside the home is my favourite thing I've ever done, but I do get very snarky (internally) about anyone being at home if they can do something else, it's such a waste. Total waste. I know, I'm a cow, but I just cannot see the pleasure in being able to attend every single school event, rather than maybe 1 a term. And being able to cook absolutely from scratch rather than just 3-4 days a week.
I'm trying to think of other things. Extra clean house, rather than "it will do" clean? No.
But I am not proud of myself. I know I'm bitter, and judgemental, but there it is. Yes, I hate the ideas that it perpetuates the women must stay home stereotype.
There's a big difference between joint parenting/ working plans, studying, whatever, and being entirely flexible all the time to whatever your children need. I just think it's ... not the best example.
I haven't read all the thread, so none of this is alluding to anyone else. Just the grinch in my brain.