When Your Kids Surprise You
Sometimes your own kids throw you for a major loop. Yesterday was Saturday, and I was not on call. I had a vague plan for the day: Be productive. Hubby had to go into work in the morning, so, I figured I would take the …
Sometimes your own kids throw you for a major loop. Yesterday was Saturday, and I was not on call. I had a vague plan for the day: Be productive. Hubby had to go into work in the morning, so, I figured I would take the …
Just a few weeks ago, I ran into another volunteer at our town’s animal shelter. We chatted and joked about how low the cat census was. There were only three cats up for adoption. Ha ha, he said. We joke now, but wouldn’t it be funny …
Some thoughtful comments for my last Mothers In Medicine post: Why Is Residency So Harmful, And What Can We Do About It?
Hubby left town this morning for a Sunday game, and I wanted to get the kids outside. They had been inside all morning, alternating between arts n’ crafts (an assigned project for Babyboy’s class has morphed into a several days’ tornado of construction paper, glue …
As many times as this has happened, I have no graceful coping strategy. Last evening, just as Hubby and I were herding our two wound-up kids upstairs towards bathtime, my pager went off. Hubby said he could handle things, and I went to the dining …