Guest Post with Your Doctor’s Wife

Today we have Emma from Your Doctor’s Wife. If you haven’t checked out her blog, it’s a must! She is hilarious! Her posts are always making me laugh because she is straight to the point and holds nothing back. I have enjoyed getting to know her so much and I am sure you will too! 

Hi Everyone! I’m Emma over at Your Doctor’s Wife.

I began blogging back in January when a bunch of my Facebook friends were berating their doctors for being late. I must have been experiencing an elevated level of hormones that day, ’cause I took to the keyboard to say my peace and then hit publish.

It was the greatest thing I ever did! Instant therapy, no prescription needed!

People seem enthralled to learn about the surgeon-wife lifestyle. So much so, that when I meet people by myself out in the real world and the dreaded “What does your husband do” question pops up, I’ll answer vaguely with, “Oh, he works at the hospital.”

Because, I hate people thinking my house looks like this…

When it really looks more like this…

And yes, in the last year we have enjoyed a surge in “stuff” thanks to a little, on-the-side, start-up venture which proved profitable.

While I still have my ’97, gold-rimmed, bra-sporting, pimp mobile, mini-van {for our large family excursions- our four kids are so embarrassed to be seen in the pimp mobile}, Doc H upgraded me to a car which cools my coochie with A/C on hot summer days.

We have 4 teens {well, one tween boy, but close enough} and that proves for a crazy household filled with mood swings, or ‘tudes as the three girls call them. We just never know what kind of day we’ll be having around here. I would like to buy stock in Tampax. Are they traded on the Dow?

Often, I feel like an actor. I’m always dressing up for parts. I dress for my hospital visits, I dress for the doctor’s retirement party, I dress for business. When, really, all I want to do is wear my Target yoga, pants, my holey tee-shirt and my crotchless underwear {thanks to our dog’s ferocious appetites of dirty, disgusting laundry}.

Sometimes, I wish I wasn’t a doctor’s wife. There are times when I find myself in very embarrassing situations… usually while clad in a paper hospital gown.

But all in all, I know and realize as long as I can keep laughing at the ridiculous, I am living a fantastic life… the life of Your Doctor’s Wife.

Thanks Emma for being here today! You are amazing!!

I hope you all will stop by and say hello. Grab some wine, coffee, whatever you please and head on over to read her blog! Just don’t drink and read, trust me, your computer screen with thank me for the warning!