I don't disagree about the sexism Xenia but that was society's doing, not my DH and mine alone.
But it is an awful lot more complicated than that.
I grew up in a rough part of east london with socialist parents and spent my education hiding from bullying and severe harm whilst being expected to stand my ground but without using violence and be proud of my ragged victim-labeled coat (I could fight for sure but was more scared of my dad if he found out, than puting up with regular abuse).
Freeing myself of my father's grip, finding independence and finally, finally earning enough money to put myself through the education system again meant I started my career very late and could not compete with new graduates for the decent graduate opportunities.
When I met my DH I had only just begun the career I was capable of, but we were both getting on a bit for childbearing. I kept my skills up and negotiated hard with my company wrt taking a career break in order to secure a return.
Whilst I was on maternity leave with my second the company I worked for fell apart and merged and merged again and they no have no recollection of me.
I have been accepted on a signifiant post grad course to retrain shortly in a career that will be compatable with continuing to meet the needs of my disabled child myself. I have learned bitterly that no-one else can do this as no-one has the sheer determination and drive I have for his future, - but I cannot do everything.