I read this short story about 30 years ago. Maybe from Pohl or Asimov...
A mother describes having an on/off switch installed on her baby and it's the greatest thing ever1: they can go to work, they can interract with the kid whenever they want, etc... But although the mother is enthusiastic, the story has a strong icky factor.
1As a new father I can believe that!
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