So... for those of you who do not know, I have a new position these days. A life of academia and clinical medicine is at least temporarily behind me, and I have taken on the post of "domestic engineer", aka stay-at-home Dad, aka househusband. It is a post that I have held since January and as Dickens once famously wrote, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." Cliche, but true.
When Jill stayed at home, I envied her position. I think she thought I was crazy. She referred to the job as "thankless" and noted that it does not command any respect. Nonetheless, I thought that I would, at least for awhile, like to have a crack at it. So here I am...
I love connecting with the kids on a day-to-day basis, and I know that the kids are well cared for (very much unlike some of our au pair experiences within the past several months... if nothing else, I don't threaten to call the police on the kids and generally know where my kids are at any point in time). The kids crack me up, and I love the bond that we are creating.
Not to state that it is all bon-bons.
For example, today started with my urine-soaked boy asking for help, followed by a code brown from our youngest that clogged the toilet -- the toilet that has never before been clogged before -- and much whininess.
I do miss working and hope to return to the workforce soon -- likely in a non-clinical position, hopefully with an EMR company or perhaps as a medical writer. I know when I return, I will miss days like these, as crazy as they seem as they are occurring.
