The Wrong Question

“Mum, look! Boulders!” I chuckled to myself as both kids ignored the playground structure slick and glistening in the August sun, and instead darted for a series of rock formations. As their laughter intermingled with the rush of wind through the treetops, I reveled in how few bells, beeps, and whistles kids really need. Forget…

Not Mine, but His

I’m struggling. I hesitate to even use the word, as blessings surround me. A friend visited recently who calls Kenya his home, and discussions about the challenges of his neighbors shamed me. In this corner of the world, we bathe in resplendence. Who am I to speak of struggle? Yet I’m grappling spiritually.  For the…

Antimony in the Sandbox, Stars on the Ceiling

“I’m making antimony in the sandbox.” “What?”  “I’m making antimony. It’s is a nitrogen element.  A metalloid.”‘ Despite Pip’s infectious enthusiasm, the three-year old sharing the sandpit with him gathered his excavator and pail, and at his mother’s prompting, retreated to another corner of the playground. Later, Pip pointed to the light over our bathroom…

Homeschooling: First Year in Review

When I began this journey last summer, I stumbled forward with excitement, energy, and absolute terror. I had no homeschooling peer network upon which to lean, no role model, and no rationale for my approach aside from the needs of my kids and the leanings of my own heart.  Some thought I was crazy. As…

He Loves You Even More Than I Do

My next desiring God article is up. This one I wrote out of compulsion. He Loves You Even More Than I Do: Letter to My Children Excerpt: “He knows your every whim and fingerprint, and reigns over every cloud above you, every wave into which you venture (Matthew 10:30; Psalm 139:1–12). As you stumble through…

No Regrets

A number of young women have reached out to me to inquire about a career in medicine as it may coincide or conflict with responsibilities at home. While I’m delighted to mentor on an individual basis, I also feel compelled to address the topic publicly. My intent in writing From Medical Doctor to Stay-at-Home Mom…

Reflections

Years of training in surgery equipped me with the skills and confidence to stop massive bleeding, take out gallbladders, and open the chest in under half a minute. These skills mean bupkiss when a toddler sets a Scrabble game on fire. Recently my husband was out of town, and the kids and I were quarantined…

Season of Change: Then and Now

  Eight months ago, I left practice as a critical care surgeon in favor of homeschooling my kids. As part of the “day in the life” linkup on Simple Homeschool, I’m sharing a glimpse into life before I left practice, and how the days appear now. Myriad factors influenced my decision to leave clinical work,…

Chasing Sparks

“Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.” — William Butler Yeats On our worst homeschool days, hairstyling attempts with glue, fights over blocks, and a busted toilet sabotage all semblance of curriculum. Evening finds me slumped forward at the kitchen table, holding my head in my hands and…

Sea Dragons and Dirt

I’ve discovered my daughter prefers dirt to sea dragons. With my boys away visiting family, I thought my toddler daughter B and I should spend some quality girl time together. She nearly topples over with excitement when she spots fish tanks at Petco, so the aquarium seemed a perfect destination. For several mornings in advance of…

Article Index

  The following list includes my articles — editorial, not scientific — published elsewhere. Articles appear in reverse chronological order. I’ll update this index periodically. Christianity Today A Critical Care Surgeon Meets the Great Physician, March 2017 When Prolonging Life Means Prolonging Suffering, Sept 2016 desiringGod.org Out of the Depths I Cry to You, August…