Woes of Medical School

Having a husband that goes to med-school is really tough. For some reason Tom seemed to breeze through his bachelor's degree. He had a job, he had school, he had a wife and two little boys, and still he never struggled. In fact I was always quite impressed at all the time he did have to spend with us. It was really great. Well I figured med school wouldn't be too different, right? Wrong. It's very different. People who go to medical school almost aren't human. I don't know how they do it. I'm finding more and more that single motherhood just isn't my calling, but for some reason it seems to be coming much easier than 3/4 time motherhood did in Flagstaff. And Tom, well Tom is as close to the perfect guy as you'll get. If you're wondering how he's doing in med-school, well he's doing fabulous of course. It's hard and he worries, in fact I've never seem him worry so much, but it's kind of nice to be the strong one every once in awhile and try to ease the stress. I think after all of the schooling is done we won't know how to have a normal life, we are much too used to forming our lives around the next test!