DH was always out at 6.45 and often not home until 9.30pm. We decided I'd be a SAHM and he would focus on his career. I wanted to leave a high flying one because I wanted to be at home. Was 34 when ds1 was born and had worked my socks off for 14.5 years. And took a lot of capital into the relationship.
As a SAHM, even with two DC I had sooo much free time despite doing all the childcare, laundry, shopping, cooking. And despite having children who were far from brilliant sleepers.
To be clear DH was perfectly clear he wouldn't clean or cook and he has spent a lifetime swerving Sainsbury's but he was always happy to pay for a cleaner.
My SAHM years were wonderful and far from drudgery. It takes me about 5 minutes to unload a dishwasher, 2 minutes per bed, tops, 5-10 minutes a day to put clean laundry away and bung on another wash. Tidy as you go along and teach the DC to help put toys away. Shopping was an outing.
We went to the park nearly every day, met mums for coffee, went to Monkey Music, Toddler Group, One o'clock club, story time at the library, etc.
We painted and did jolly phonics and counting and then played more at bath-time making coloured baths with drops of food colouring. We leaf kicked and pooh sticked, collected conkers and splashed in puddles.
DH took them out on Saturday mornings to give me a lie in and hehad a lie in on Sundays.
Overall we shouldered an equal load except mine was less stressful and tons more fun. Went back to work when youngest was settled at school - part-time then full. When I was full-time I took dc to school and was home by 6ish for many years and still did mist of the house stuff - mainly because dH earnt 10 x my salary at least and worked harder and had a much more stressful job.