I’m sitting on a plane, flying home to Sydney after a week-long business trip to Los Angeles. Despite going to bed at midnight every night after days of non-stop meetings, I got more sleep than I usually do at home because I “slept in” ‘till 8am most days.
I work full time, which is up to 70 hours per week. Partly because I now have a global position as Head of Public Relations and Spokesperson at comparison website finder.com, where I’m busy helping the company launch in the USA. And partly because I’m obsessed with my job – I absolutely love it. finder.com is my third baby, and while I’m spending more time thinking about planning and structure, I still get a buzz when I see finder featured in the media.
This was my first overseas trip away from my family of husband and two kids, since our second child was born. Zara is now six months old and Ezra is almost five. My husband has taken about a year of long service leave from his primary teaching career to look after the kids while I go back to my other love, my job.
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In the lead up to this trip, I was confronted with questions from you, asking me, “So, who will look after the kids?”
This question makes me angry. I’m angry with you for assuming there will be no one to care for my kids. I’m angry with you for assuming my husband is incapable of caring for our kids without me. I’m angry with you for judging me; by asking this question you’re underlying that I should be home to care for my kids. And I’m angry with you for perpetuating this diseased culture of gender inequality.