Growing up, my mother was a stay-at-home mother (SAHM). Even after all of us had started school full-time.
I thought she was crazy pants. I couldn’t imagine being bored at home all day, so dependent on my spouse financially, or have my entire existence defined by parenthood.
My dad was in the Navy and deployed on 6-month cruises periodically, so it actually made perfect sense for our family to have a dedicated adult on stand-by to deal with the absurdity of school schedules, after-school activities, medical appointments, and general child-rearing for the three of us girls.