12/02/2025
Last week, on February 3rd, was National Women Physicians Day. This day commemorates the birthday of Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell, who, in 1849, became the first woman to receive a medical degree in the United States.
The day came and went without a proper post or celebration, because, like most weekdays, I was too busy juggling all the hats that a woman has the privilege to wear these days—Mom (to two teenage girls, I might add), pediatrician, business owner, boss, daughter, wife, and friend. Of course, I wanted to complain about how hard it is for us women today, but then I stopped and thought for a second about Elizabeth Blackwell, the only woman sitting in her medical school classroom in 1849, being questioned about her abilities, her skills, and her right to be there among all the men. As I think about her, I realized, she, like me, had a choice for an “easier” life. However, she made the choice, no matter how hard it was, to pursue her dream, a dream that I am sure she was told was impossible.
According to the statistics (and I believe in those), in recent years, female medical students have begun outnumbering their male peers. As of the 2023-2024 school year, they make up over 55% of this country’s medical school students. We are now doctors, lawyers, judges, architects, engineers and CEOs. However, now, we are not “good enough” for all the other jobs that a woman must fulfill. Because I am a doctor and a business owner, I don’t have time to make it to “mommy and me by the bay” on Monday at 10am. Because I chose to follow my dream of being a physician and take care of other people’s children, I cannot keep up with my daughters’ million school chats (there is one for each grade, each party, each field trip, and each sport), their afterschool activities, the 5 o’clock lecture from an “expert” on being a “better parent to teenagers”, or let’s be honest, the place where I really want to go, my friends’ girls’ night out.
This week I had two back-to-back well-child checkups for two beautiful, smart, and gifted eight-year-old girls. When I asked my usual question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” the first one’s response was “When I grow up, I want to be three types of human—a singer, a dancer, and a scientist”. My second patient, when asked the same question, answered, “I will become a microbiologist, an astronomer, and an astronaut and I will travel to Mars”. Both little girls were serious and honest with their responses. These are their dreams, and my duty, just like with my own two daughters, is to make sure they continue to believe in and follow through with their dreams, no matter how long it takes or how difficult the road ahead might be.
A woman is not only a beautiful, unique, and gifted being, but we are also capable of it all—the secret is that, perhaps, not all needs to be done at the same time. Let us look at each other as women, the stay-at-home moms, the working moms, the full-timers, the part-timers, the young and the old—we are all struggling, and yet doing our best, in a world where a woman has no other choice but to simply be SELF-SUFFICIENT and STRONG.