Mommy Calls

It has been a long night. Most nights are this way now. But thankfully (or not) dawn has arrived and I sit here with a cuppa while The Little Man sleeps on his papa. I think back to my days as a rotating resident in general surgery. The night shifts. Doesn't matter which part of... Continue Reading →

Holidays

When I first started this blog, about three years ago, I never did have to think so much. I mean, I pretty much penned (rather typed) my thoughts on here, as and when they poured forth. As days became more rushed, the posts became forced. Now, we have reached a point where I sit in... Continue Reading →

Labour & Delivery @ Women’s Hospital, Qatar

To date, most readers who end up on these pages are those looking for information on the birthing process here in Qatar. A large share of the very large and diverse expatriate population here is mostly the younger demographic. Families that are still expanding. Women getting pregnant and delivering their babies in an alien land,... Continue Reading →

Don’t wait.

We are a restless generation, I'm told. We are impatient they say. We cannot wait. Nobody seems to get the fact that we CAN NOT wait. This is the pace that life dictates. If you haven't noticed, every succeeding generation is more prone to impatience. Why wait anyway? Our lives are most likely going to... Continue Reading →

Hello

Hella folks. Just popping in to say a quick hello. Thank you for the lovely congratulatory emails and wishes. It is comforting to know that some you folks actually consider me a friend even though we have never met or spoken in person. The internet can sometimes be a fantastic thing. The new little one... Continue Reading →

Full circle.

The genesis of this blog is rooted in the singular loneliness of a new mother. The written word has always been my solace. Whenever I feel alone and detached from the hectic world around, I gravitate toward the written word. This was meant to be a sort of online journal, instigated by massive changes brought... Continue Reading →

The pregnant, surgeon-in-training.

If you google 'pregnant resident' or 'pregnancy during surgical residency/ fellowship/ training', you will be privy to a select few articles that occasionally appear in mainstream media about this small, unique subset of working women. Even medical/ surgical journals occasionally like to amuse themselves by publishing articles such as : Pregnancy during residency: II. Obstetric... Continue Reading →

Dearest Zoe.

Today has been a hard day. I fought valiantly. I gave it my all. I warred with all my might. My might obviously isn't mighty enough. You won every fight. Hands down. No arguments there. I lost and there is no shame in it. I lost miserably, but I lost to you - my dearest.... Continue Reading →

Being a crappy mum.

I honestly despise the organic, organised- playdate obsessed, daily-trips-to- the- park, let's bake teddy cupcakes to nursery, TYPE- A mums that are constantly posting holier- than- thou updates on Facebook and asking really stupid sounding (at least stupid sounding to more 'go-with-the-flow' mummies like me) questions on the half a billion or so "mommy forums"... Continue Reading →

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