It’s a topic that’s emphasized a lot at Penn, which I love. Right now I get to work with a phenomenal, brilliant attending who truly seems to have it all. She’s even a great model of compromise, taking a year off med school to have her first child, purposely choosing a supposedly less time-consuming field and opting not to do a competitive fellowship in order to spend more time with family and loved ones.
Yesterday she told me that she hasn’t seen her children since Monday morning, and that they feel more comfortable going to the nanny with their problems than to her. When I said that I felt like I was sucking as a spouse, she commiserated: “Yeah, I’m sucking as a spouse, a mother, and a physician.”
Oy. Guess this feeling of complete inadequacy never goes away, does it?