Motherhood
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I mostly get asked about how I balance it all: residency and parenting, as if I’ve unlocked a secret formula. The truth? I don’t. None of us really has. This is for every working mom, whether your job is demanding or routine. You’re still waking up every day trying to figure things out. It’s all
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Have you ever wondered whether you’re complete? Like you’ve either reached the peak of Mount Everest or the peak of an ant nest mound. And by complete, I mean inner completion. Life satisfaction, self-fulfillment, inner peace. With the sort of work life I’ve deliberately chosen – which I may regret 10 years from now –
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If you’re not a parent yet or not hitched, this post is also for you. Romanticizing residency is all about the little things. What counts the most is being grateful for those trivial moments. Like, notwithstanding waking up in the middle of the night, at dawn, when the sun is set to rise, and my
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Week 1: The classic week for “The Baby Blues.” I woke up one minute after barely pushing myself into my parent’s BMW, fighting off a severe contraction that sent me into a foreign dimension, to see my little peanut for the first time. He was the most beautiful thing. The undersized body parts were to
Beyond the Scrubs 