This from Katherine Reynolds Lewis in Slate, in an interesting article about why men lie to social scientists about how much childcare they do:
Take Jorge Torrico, 29, a bank manager who lives in Burke, Va., with his wife, Yoonji Kim, and their two toddler sons. Coming into marriage, his idealistic goal was to be an affectionate father and equal partner with his wife. They both work, and he figured that whenever the inevitable child-care emergency arose, they would decide who could handle it on the spot. But when it’s Torrico’s turn, he encounters astonishment from some colleagues who “can’t conceptualize that the father is the one taking responsibility for some of these things: the doctor’s appointment, taking care of the sick child.” Once, he was without child care and had to take his son to a monthly team meeting at work, held in the early evening. One peep from the preschooler, and Torrico was admonished not to bring him again. “The workplace doesn’t really accept the modern-day father,” he concluded.
I’ll say this for academia; fathers deal with a lot less of this nonsense than they do in the quote, real, unquote, world. Nobody in the department blinks if I have to leave early to pick up CJ from day care, or stay home with him because he’s sick; or if I bring him to number theory seminar, or a faculty meeting, because preschool is off for the day. I wonder if academic moms reading this feel the same way.