Dad Privilege


Dad Privilege

There has been a lot of talk about white privilege in recent years so you may be familiar with the concept. Good ol’ Wikipedia describes white privilege as “the societal privilege that benefits white people over non-white people, particularly if they are otherwise under the same social, political, or economic circumstances.” There have been a lot of political discussions around this idea since the rise of Black Lives Matter and many people have a very strong opinion on the subject of how, why, or if white privilege exists. I’m not here to get into all that, although I want to state for the record that I completely stand behind its existence and very real and pervasive effects in our culture. I also do not intend to trivialize or make light of the term.

But Wikipedia’s article also mentioned that some of the advantages those with white privilege enjoy can include the “freedom to move, buy, work, play, and speak freely.” And this resonated in a different way with me as a mom because honestly, I’ve suspected for a while now that something we ALL can get behind is the idea that there exists something I call “Dad Privilege.” You know what I’m talking about: all the things that your partner can get away with simply because he’s the dad and often not the primary parent

Before I continue, I feel online etiquette dictates I must assure you that yes, my husband knows I am writing and has read this post and yes, he does do a ton around the house and has responsibilities that are solely his, which he blessedly takes completely off my plate without complaint. But the very nature of not being MOM (the life giver, the food source, the keeper of all the things) means there are things he does or doesn’t do which he completely takes for granted as someone who has never had to deal with the weight of being MOM. And many memes I’ve seen circling the internet assure me I’m not alone in this feeling.

Example A is preparing to leave the house. When my husband is going to hang out with friends or even has to work late, he leaves the house. He makes sure he has his keys, cell phone and wallet. Upon leaving the house, I, on the other hand, have prepared a quick dinner I know all the kids will like so no one stages a mutiny attack on the sole parent and have ensured that it’s a dinner which only requires easy cleanup so the baby doesn’t get too fussy while dishes are being washed, reminded my husband if it is bath night or not, remembered to put my daughter’s folder back in her backpack, gone ahead and made lunches for the next day, etc., etc. I think it is understandable that I get a little salty when upon my return, I hear, “Yeah, everything went smoothly. It’s never a big deal when I have them on my own.”

I try to remind myself it’s just his Dad Privilege rearing its head — he genuinely doesn’t see all the work I did ahead of time behind the scenes to orchestrate that blissfully uneventful evening because he’s never had to do it himself.

Number 2 is allowing himself to be unreachable during large chunks of time. My husband frequently forgets his phone charger when he goes places or leaves his phone in the car during long stretches of the evening. Many times I have wondered if he made it to the campsite with his friends or if he’s lying on the side of the road in a ditch somewhere only to feel gently chastened when he finally answers, assuring me he “just forgot to call before his signal got spotty.” I was recently at a meeting with several other moms during which we had to leave our phones checked at the door with security. The discomfort on all of our faces was evident, as several asked, “What will happen if my kid’s school or child care facility tries to call me?” What would it be like to wander off on an adventure and have not a worry in the world about being reachable by someone who may need to give you horrifying news about your kid? It would be like being a dad.

Thirdly, the bathroom situation. If I had a nickel for every time I was busy doing something and my husband tried to hand me the baby, saying, “Uh can you take her? I need to poop,” I would be living large. His Dad Privilege prevents him from understanding that if I can manage to poop daily while in charge of not only that baby, but also one to two others, he can probably take her with him or find somewhere to set her in the meantime. This privilege-induced blindness extends to many tasks of daily living which can be carried out one-handed should one need to also be holding the baby, but which my husband frequently believes must wait until someone removes his tiny charge.

I could go on, as this is an idea I’ve been cultivating for a while, but I think you get the picture. Start looking for evidence of Dad Privilege in your own life so you can gently make your partner aware of it, but be sensitive to how you introduce the concept. We never want to invalidate our partners’ hard work and excellent Dadding skills. And Dads, look. We understand that you can’t help a lot of the things that come with being privileged. Someone has to be the default parent and those roles get pretty firmly entrenched. So while you may never be able to fully shed your privilege, will you at least try to be woke to it?

Acknowledging your partners’ behind the scenes efforts and the inherent double standards in parenthood will go a long way toward making her feel seen and validated.

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Hi! I’m Sara, former early childhood teacher turned stay at home mom to two girls and a boy (2013, 2016, and 2018). My husband and I got married in 2010 and are both ETSU alumni. Despite being born here, I grew up all over the country as the daughter of a military family, only finally moving back to the area in 2014. The mountains of East Tennessee were calling us home! I love all that Knoxville has to offer young families in the way of festivals, events, outdoorsy adventures and charm. When we’re not striking off on a weekend excursion to the Farmer’s Market or a new hiking spot, I can be found in my kitchen nurturing a semi-professional baking obsession or curled in the living room with a book. I love getting to write for and be part of this supportive community of moms!


  1. I’m a woman, feminist, and understand privilege but I don’t buy these arguments. Dads might have a privilege but you haven’t described that well here. My husband could have written the exact same post about me. I work and he stays home. He takes care of many chores around the house including cooking. We’ve had detailed discussions about our division of labor and are satisfied with the arrangement we’ve reached. As a SAHD he actually feels very isolated because many of the moms groups locally are females only. That’s not insignificant.

  2. Obviously then kay this post doesn’t apply to you. However your situation is the minority. This post sounds like the author has read the book All the Rage which is about this same subject. It offers the same solution to feeling overwhelmed with running a house and kids and a spouse.. which is men have to choose to see what’s going on and help more. I recommend this book to all.

  3. I am a woman. I am not a feminist. I am a SAHM who homeschools our 4 kids, markets my husband’s (our) business and runs two businesses/hustles of my own. My husband works from home.
    At times it seems like there may be a lot on our plate that may seem to get overlooked; however, our job is not to be noticed but to make a difference and support those we love. If being noticed is what makes you happy, thought may need to be given as to why you got married and became a mom.
    When someone encourages women to start looking for inequality in a marriage and problems with their spouse, I begin to wonder how detrimental an article such as this is.
    Instead, we should be looking for ways our husbands do help (especially if they have been working all day in or out of the home). Do we overlook what he has done, what he did last weekend, what he did at work all week?
    I have found in my own marriage of 13 years that the more I build up my man and appreciate what he does, the more he does and the more he notices what I am doing. I have no “honey-do list” and if he wonders what I want to be done, he asks. Be very careful about wanting ‘equality.’

  4. Sara, I totally hear you on this. Partners need to be partners and work together more on what their partnership will mean and look like, however, there’s no denying that it simply is different to be the Mom verses the Dad. I loved and related to your writing here. Big time.


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