When it comes right down to it, I married an amazing man. There probably isn't anything he can't do and more importantly can't do well. One of those, is being a father.
Perhaps the idea of resident and father don't seem like compatible titles for the same man, but I assure you they are. Regardless of how many hours he works he some how finds the time to be a father. And not just the type that provides a paycheck and some DNA.
We have a picture from medical school when our first son was born that I love. The doctor is studying for his board exams, text book and highlighter in hand with our 3 or 4 month old sleeping on his chest. I remember the nights that he would willingly sit up with me when one of our children were nursing or crying. He has always made the effort to be a father from the very beginning.
Even now, 6 years since our first child was born and on the brink of having our fourth, he still will sacrifice whatever is necessary to be a father. Numerous times when he has had projects, papers, presentations, chapters to write, etc he will come home to see the kids before bed and then head back out to finish his work. When he is home, he is usually ours.
The kids get so excited when they hear the garage door open because they know that daddy is home. Some kids have time cues, ours is a sound. They know it so well that regardless of what room in the house they are, they will run to meet him at the door. Not once have I heard him ask them to get off of him, or to give him a minute. He is always ready.
Doctor, father, husband: it is possible, he is living proof. Happy Father's Day!