MUTHA readers know the stats. We know that mothers still do triple the amount of “cognitive labor” as fathers. But let’s stop calling it that. “Cognitive labor” sounds like a white paper. Let’s call it what it is:
The only way out isn’t a chore chart. Chore charts are just another thing for us to manage. The only way out is to stop being the server. To let the Wi-Fi crash. To let someone else reboot the router. mutha magazine
Welcome to default parenthood. It’s not a title you campaign for. It’s a slow, insidious coup where one day you wake up and realize you are the only person in your household who knows the Wi-Fi password, the children’s clothing sizes, the name of the weird rash, and that the air filter needs changing. MUTHA readers know the stats
While brushing my teeth, I was mentally processing: Preschool snack sign-up (tomorrow), pediatrician appointment reschedule (the rash is back), dog’s flea meds (three days late), my mother’s birthday (next week, no card), and the exact location of the spare lightning cable (behind the couch, left cushion). “Cognitive labor” sounds like a white paper