I had never been to any camp before my 4th year of medical school (age 25.) In fact, I'd only seen the shenanigans of camp via movies (the Parent Trap) or television (Salute Your Shorts.) I had no idea just how much fun and wonderful it would be.
But my current semiannual involvment with Rays of Hope (my bereavement camp) and TLC (my juvenile diabetes camp) has not only helped me settle on my career niche within the field of child psychiatry, but it's also reaffirmed that I want kids. The bad thing is that I'm now wanting them soon.
Yeah, there are tons of roadblocks to having a little one at home to care for, but methinks I could get it all straightened out. Lol, I just finished watching "Billy Elliot" and I promise not to "live through my children" but it'll be hard. Poor guy or girl will be worn out by the age of 10...heh.
I'm slated to finish residency at 30 (2011) and if all goes according to plan, I'm hoping 4th or 5th year??? Maybe??? It'll make establishing my practice a little more difficult, but hey, having a kid will change everything, so why not let it guide the rest of my career?
All things to ponder...
“I’m the one asking you the questions, Lorna.”
2 years ago
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