I work from home three days a week, and my son is in daycare three days a week. (I know...the math doesn't add up, but imagine that I have one day all to myself, working at home ALONE!) I am in the extreme minority, however, of women who not only have a job I love but also have a supportive and family-friendly employer. I know I'm lucky, blessed, and fortunate (even though I don't make a whole lotta money, but there are other things more important to me now).
That said, it's not easy, and I agree with the Mandarine about balance being a loaded word. Some weeks it's all about the deadlines and my son stands here screaming for my attention; other weeks it's all about my son's Halloween parade or respiratory infection, and my deadlines be damned. No matter what, I'm feeling guilty about something (dust bunnies everywhere I look, I've lost touch with close friends, haven't been to church in a while...), but that's a feeling I am starting to get used to. (And this doesn't even scratch the surface of the daddy guilt that my husband feels each week, on top of his hellish 60-minute commute and his 50-hour workweek. Most dads don't get any breaks, and they feel horrible for it.)
Working parenthood is a constant struggle, and I am grateful to read these kinds of discussions. Let's please keep supporting one another, whatever we decide works best for our families, and let's keep fighting for more equitable work-family laws and practices in the USA! In the end the goal should be stronger families and healthy, well-adjusted kids who grow up to be productive, happy adults...and our government and businesses need to start recognizing what it takes to meet those long-term goals, instead of focusing on the bottom line (and outsourcing to China...I digress).
Keep up the good work, everyone! Oh, and don't forget to take care of yourself in all this running around to take care of everyone else.