I am so freaking proud of myself. It’s the end of summer vacation. There’s no more camp, no routine. Sleep and wake schedules are wacky. These kids are kind of dysregulated. And, Oh, they were terrible. They were at each other’s throats. There […]
…and I wrote all about it on the Mothers in Medicine group blog: We lost our s–t with the stranger who criticized our kid
Friday evening on the subway ride home, I witnessed something that made me uncomfortable, and compelled me to step forward. Was it harassment? Was it a hate crime? Was it any kind of an attack? Not… quite. Was one human being singled out from the […]
Friday six p.m. I had had a very full clinic day and was on call for our practice. I was BEAT but I sprinted in hard rain to the station to catch the train I could see coming, so that I could get back to […]
It’s 9 p.m. on a Sunday, and I’m sitting here watching Babygirl, who is thrashing around on the floor at my feet, howling and crying, pulling at my legs, pulling my arm, yelling: “I’m hungry Get up Put your computer away Get me a snack […]