Forget Saturday morning cartoons. Amanda Singh, RN, BSN, BSc, spent her girlhood weekends on rounds with her pediatrician father in Washington, D.C. "I'd put his stethoscope around my neck, and we'd go to the newborn nursery," she happily recounts. "His black doctor's bag was always in the backseat of his car. He told me he could not remember a day when he didn't wake up excited about what he did."
Little wonder that Singh had no question about the career path she'd follow. "Healthcare is a very natural thing for me to do," she says. "I've always had a passion for pediatrics." After earning a BS in psychology at Utah State—"there's not a moment in nursing when you are not dealing with personalities," Singh quips—she took a two-year detour to England. While her husband finished his graduate degree abroad, Singh worked as an EMT and applied to her dream nursing school, Johns Hopkins. "I remember the day Hopkins called to tell me I'd been accepted," she says. "I ran crying to share the news with my husband." A few years later, when Singh was accepted into the School of Nursing's MSN Primary Care Nurse Practitioner program in Pediatrics, it was her proud father's turn to cry.
"I get the best of both worlds at Hopkins," says Singh. "I've had phenomenal, in-depth clinical components in primary care practice and a research-focused education in evidence-based practice. Hopkins has taught me that medicine is always changing, and to give the best care possible, we need to stay on top of those changes." Her hands-on training has included working as an ER nurse, as a nurse at The House of Ruth Maryland serving battered women and children fleeing domestic violence, and a 28-day rotation in Uganda's Mulago Hospital doing pediatric assessments.
Singh plans to take a few pieces of her past into her future as a pediatric nurse practitioner. When her father retired, he gave his daughter his old stethoscope, otoscope, and black bag. His most important legacy—an unflagging dedication to his young patients—was gifted long ago. "To have an adorable four-year-old get up on my table, take off his shirt, and let me listen to his chest, nothing gives me greater joy than seeing that smiling face," Singh says, unable to contain her own smile.