I'll admit that sometimes I know that I'm not quite pulling my weight as a stay at home mother. Theoretically (and most days, in reality), the reason I stay home is because there's a lot of work to do around here. Children need cared for. Households need run. Children need cared for. Dinner needs cooked. Children need cared for.
When I'm out horseback riding in the desert and the children are being watched by Rere while she cleans the house and leaves pots full of delicious mashi to be eaten for dinner, the line from useful to well... replaceable has been crossed.
Last week, however, I pulled my weight around here. Six loaves of regular bread. Six loaves of banana bread. And 1 1/2 dozen English muffins. All before lunch.