I love seeing how people get to this blog. But I fear that they often wind up without an answer to their questions.
So, once again, I will attempt to dispense advice to the anonymous searchers.
“How to dress like a doctor’s wife.”
Hmm. Let’s see. For me, it’s very simple process. I wake up. I may or may not shower. Then I put on some comfy pajama pants and a t-shirt. Sometimes I mix it up a bit, you know, with a Hanes Her Way tank top or a college-themed sweatshirt. Rarely do I don socks.
But if you are really interested in dressing like a doctor’s wife, I’d consider consulting others. Like Claire Huxtable, for instance.
“I want to be a doctor’s wife.”
Perhaps you are already dating a doctor, and merely want to be his wife. If so, fine. I can get behind that. Unfortunately, I don’t know how you can get him to pop the question. Things you probably should NOT do: Leave large photographs of engagement rings around the house. Make comments about how loudly your biological clock is ticking, and then laugh in a slightly hysterical fashion to indicate that you were joking. Book a wedding location just in case a la Monica Gellar.
If you are a physician yourself, and you want to marry someone who understands the long hours and the exhaustion and the pain of losing a patient… well, I suppose I can empathize. On more than one occasion, I’ve wondered if things would be better, somehow, if I knew exactly what Husband is going through. If I intimately knew all of the medical terms and understood all the bureaucracy that goes on in hospitals. Then again, I know a two-physician household must have its own brand of troubles – from different call schedules to two over-tired spouses to no one having energy or time to do the freaking dishes GAH.
However. If you just want to marry a doctor because you think it will be all drama-filled like Grey’s Anatomy (although I wouldn’t particularly want that kind of drama…)… or you think you will be able to be a lady of leisure (maybe. But not likely, with all the changes coming to our healthcare system.)… or you think it would be super awesome…
YA MIGHT WANT TO RETHINK THINGS.
I don’t mean to yell. But, yeah, I do.
I love my husband with all my heart. I am so glad that he is pursuing a career he finds enjoyable and fulfilling. But honestly? I wouldn’t mind if he were to totally switch careers and do something less time-consuming. (But, you know, only if he found that career equally enjoyable and fulfilling.)
If you have some romantic image in your head of riches and prestige… well, I suppose you can have both. But this “marriage to a doctor” thing doesn’t come without a price. One I’m happy to pay. But it’s not something I chose when I fell in love. It’s something I had to accept – along with Husband’s persistent inability to put a dish in the dishwasher without first asking me if the dishes are clean or dirty.
“what could a doctor be looking for in a”
In a what? A dog? A house? A residency program? A wife?
I want to answer you, but you gotta ask a COMPLETE question first!
“trying on wife’s dresses”
I believe this is known as “cross dressing.” My husband is not into this kind of extracurricular activity, to my knowledge. I do know that if he fit into my dresses, I would be deeply disturbed. Because he is a MAN, and I am a WOMAN, which means that I should be dainty and much smaller than him.
“is Jerry Seinfeld really a doctor?”
Um. No. Good question though!
Do YOU have questions about what it’s like to live with a doctor? If so, let me know in the comments.