The irony in my case is that I lost a pregnancy after being punched in the stomach by someone else's child. (I've told the story elsewhere on these boards.)
I was a teacher for 40 years, doing "the hard work" of educating other people's children whilst having none of my own.
I've been trying not to come back to this thread, but I'll add this. I've referred above to the accommodations given to parents when none were given to carers.
I've seen at least one poster commenting that being a parent is really difficult, so accommodations are warranted.
You never know what life is going to throw at you. There will likely be times in life when everyone needs a form of accommodation. Unless - God forbid - a child is born with or acquires a disability, the expectation is that children become more independent as they grow older.
If you find yourself becoming a carer, then life simply becomes harder as time progresses and you and the person[s] you care for become older.
I was 36 when my mother sustained her first spinal fractures courtesy of osteoporosis. She and my dad lived independently for a good while, but needed a lot of input from me. I was 49 when my husband needed his triple bypass and 51 when he had his stroke.
I've mentioned a case above where I was forbidden from giving a mother of 4 period 1 classes because she had to get her children up and to primary school in the morning. (Incredibly, there was also pressure put on me to do reports and parents' evenings for her. Looking back, I can scarcely believe it. I point blank refused to do the reports. I agreed to fit in some parental interviews in any spaces that I had on parents' evenings.)
This was at a time when I was helping my mum's carer to get her up each morning and then getting my husband up and fed before leaving for work.
My mum and my husband became weaker as time progressed. Mum died when I was 55. When I was 58, I finally gave up my job. I had cut to a 4 day week, but was getting the same amount of work for less money and found myself staying on to 7.30 one Thursday night to clear my admin work. Got home and DH had scalded himself making coffee.
I was refused a job share and quit completely. At that time in my LA, a parent had rights with regard to job shares. (That was one of the reasons that they were falling over themselves to accommodate the mother of 4 - she'd initially been refused the hours that she wanted and had complained.)
However, there were all the unwritten accommodations as well - the time off for nativity plays and so on.
I don't really begrudge those, but - as I've said - there are times in life where everyone needs a bit of help.
ETA As I think I mentioned previously, the father of the 4 children was on the SLT in another school. I find it bewildering that 2 adults with a very good income (based on the father's wage) had difficulty in organising wrap-around care for their children).