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My 3-year-old son is a really quirky kid. I use this word to avoid saying “weird” because of its derogatory connotation and to also not use “neurodivergent” because that feels too committal. He is who he is and we love him for that. We walk through life with him and are only sometimes  blindsided by his unyielding enthusiasm for virtual animal races (youtube search “miaw gaming” to try to understand, you still won't) or meltdowns over the length of the tag on the right intern

Okay guys, before I go down this rambling rabbit-hole I just want to get this out of the way- I am doing the best that I can here. I mean that both in reference to what you are about to read and the fact that I am pretty sure I peaked with my last parenting post (thanks for all the kind words!). Alas, a blog with only like three posts is kind of lame, so here we are trudging forward. I will do my best to deliver. A concept that is referenced again and again in psychiatric tra

A common retort I hear as a psychiatrist from new patients when I ask them to expand on their stories is “oh, it’s ok- that is just therapy stuff” implying that since I am just the drug gal, my role is, well, to give them their drugs. Most are a little taken-aback, but pleasantly surprised when I respond, “if I don’t know YOU and what’s going on in YOUR life, I can’t possibly make a good medication recommendation.” There’s no such thing as being just  the drug gal. It would b

Recently a patient (who is also a mother) made a comment about me having "everything together" as a working mom. While I did ultimately try to be a good shrink and explore the transference and her inner self-critic, I first lol’ed literally. “I wish. We’re all just throwing shit at a wall and trying to see what sticks” was my response.  This conversation inspired me to, in the name of transparency about the reality of being a modern working mom who has "everything together",

In July my beautiful second baby boy, Cooper Lee, came into the world and completed our family. He is our second IVF baby and truly felt like a miracle as our treatments for each boy resulted in multiple chemical pregnancies prior to conceiving. Cooper, as was Ollie, was actually our last embryo from our IVF cycle so in some ways he brought light when things felt hopeless. While we have been so lucky with the outcome of two healthy kids, I wouldn’t wish infertility on anyone.