Another one here! I work 4.5 days per week and try to be very strict about my 1/2 day off and always work at home on that morning so that I can do the nursery/school drop off.
However, I am not the main breadwinner and hubby is in employment not running his own business which makes things more secure I think.
In many ways I do choose to work but not to would mean a lot of life style changes. This would include moving the children from their private school where they are settled and happy, which does not seem fair to them. But is not having mum at home not fair too???
I also feel that it has taken a lot of work over the years to get my career to the point it is now and I work in an area that would be very difficult to retain that position if I were out of the market for very long.
I'm lucky to be senior enough to have complete control over my working week, but obviously ahve to be sensible about it! This week is the last week of term for my DD and DS and it has been a logistical nightmare trying to fit in sports days, end of term concerts, new school visitations, leaving circles, end of term picnics etc. I just cannot do all of them - and when I can't be there it does really upset me.
DH is very good around the house in that he will do things if you ask him. However, all of the thinking bit is left to me, what to pack for holidays, the packing, the domestic admin, looking for and interviewing nannies, organising all the childrens activities and playdates etc. I just don't think they can cope with the variety of little challenges every day brings. But nevertheless, I am grateful that he can and does put the washing on, sorts out the socks etc.
I think the biggest difference is that I feel in control of my lot, that I do have choices. I really don't think I would feel the same if I had to work just to keep things ticking over. I also know that if I didn;t work we would probably have to move further out from London. This would mean that while I had more time with the children DH would have much less, as he would have a much longer commute. He loves the children as much as I do and is horrified at the idea that they would be in bed by the time he got home in the evening. I think that the children need both of us, and by both of us working reasonably hard we both get to share in the joys of having them.