This.
DP’s earnings far outstrip mine and he works somewhere that’s been doling out payrises every six months recently. I am part time by choice – I wanted a day with DC, and a day to pursue an alternative career with the idea I’ll gradually reduce hours at my day job and increase my freelance work that I do on that day.
But we split nursery runs, sick days, school transition sessions this month, bedtimes, washing their grubby little clothes, all of that, 50/50, because he’s 50% their parent, regardless of earnings. Society happens to value what he does more highly than what I do, but we both work equally hard – actually if anything, I’m more exhausted at the end of each day because I’m billable by the hour so I’m glued to my desk, whereas he has a more loosey goosey “I’ve just set this experiment going so I’m off for a walk and a haircut” job.
I’m currently on maternity and trying to plan my return to work with a kid in school til 3pm in one direction from the house (wfh) 5 days a week, a kid in nursery in the other direction 4 days a week, a partner who commutes 2 days a week, and all the usual household gubbins to consider, plus finding ways to cover the 13 weeks and inset days and sickness. And initially I did have the same “this is insane, the only time for me will be 10pm after everything is done, by which point I generally like to be comatose, wouldn’t it be easier if…” thought: staring at spreadsheets of it all like confused math lady meme. But I showed DP my prospective hours I planned to suggest to work, which meant sacrificing my freelance day to spread my work into school hours, and he rightly pointed out I’d be covering everything on his commute days, so why should
I also do the burden of pickups and schedules on his WFH days? And that he wants to do the school run and nursery run. When they’re not being devils it can be fun, and it’s where you meet their little pals’ parents to arrange playdates, of course he wants to be a part of that.
I think it’s a short season of life where you rush everywhere, but a much longer season later on when you’re playing catch-up to a crap pension and behind in your career and wondering how you’re going to help your kids at uni, and you look back and think “maybe a cleaner, robot mop/hoover and making DH do 50% of drop-offs would have been the better plan”.