Oncologist’s Guilt

The best part of my day is hearing that little voice yell, “It’s Momma!” as my son rushes to greet me with a hug. It is humbling, and sometimes terrifying, to realize that I brought a little person into the world who is completely dependent on my husband and me for survival. Few would argue against the idea that once you have children, life begins to revolve around being a parent, and this new role becomes part of your identity. After the birth of my first son, I quickly realized that staying at work until 7 at night was no longer an option. I could not wait to get home to spend those precious hours with him before … (leggi tutto)