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It sure is hard to find time to post on a blog during intern year.  Phew!  But I didn't want to miss the opportunity to welcome a few dozen newcomers to the Mormon Women In Medicine community who have joined over the last several months.  I think I speak for all of us when I say that it's so encouraging to see you all out there working for your dreams!


And now, for a discussion post.


I recently had an experience I'd like to share with all of you, which I can't say I've fully processed yet myself. I tried out something new, something I'd never done before.  For 3 weeks, I was a working mother of 4.

 "The Women in Our Lives," 2009. 
President Gordon B. Hinckley honors the divine gifts possessed by women and testifies of their importance in God's plan. 

Whew!  It's been a long time since any of us updated this blog.  So long that a discussion erupted in the first post's comments about whether or not the blog was abandoned.  I promise it's not!  We're all just super busy.  Medicine will do that to you, I guess.


Some good news for this blog author - I have graduated from med school!  Yay!  I matched in Family Medicine at Tacoma Family Medicine in March, and will be starting in June.

Here's a place to find testimonies and uplifting thoughts from Mormon female doctors around the country and the world, in all walks and stages of life.  If you have a Mormon.org profile, or there's someone cool and inspiring that I've missed, add it in the comments!


Helen: an ophthalmologist, a developer , a researcher, a mother, a grandmother and a visionary. I'm a Mormon.


Josette: I am a wife, a mother, and a physician.  All these roles have allowed me to do what I like most: Helping people!

Hi! I’m excited to be a new contributor to the blog. For my first posting, I’d like give a bit of my personal background, as I suspect it may differ slightly from the readers’. My parents immigrated to North America from Asia in their late teens. They met at BYU, which is where they converted to Mormonism. My father was a teacher, and my mother was a traditional housewife who raised 4 daughters. From what I can tell from my mother’s stories of her childhood, she married slightly above herself.

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