In My Desperate Time

After one week, I am discharged from the hospital.

During the hospital stay, I pick out a name for my daughter:

Penelope.

It means love that never dies.

But I guess I'm the only one who knows why I give her that name.

Penelope has yet to be discharged from the hospital, but now she can take her bottle herself. That's something!

The doctor gives her a checkup and tells me that if it goes well, Penelope will be transferred to the general ward in two days.

Since I can't see Penelope except in visiting hours, my mother and I go back to our hometown together.

On Monday afternoon, we rush over to see her.

Three days later, Penelope is transferred to the general ward. And I stay in the hospital so that I can take good care of her.

Seeing her increasingly round chubby cheeks, I feel extremely happy.

But my mother really worries about me.

"Jane, you've lost a lot of weight."

thinner than I

having given birth to Penelope, I decide to take care of Penelope myself even without being confined in a month. My mother wouldn't let me. If not for my tears

I’m barely holding

I look in the mirror, I'm even afraid to look at myself. I'm afraid that it might make me feel

I fall apart, what

bed next to Penelope's after I've taken care of

half a month, Penelope has gained from 1.6 kilograms to 2

the doctor in mind, I carefully

requires a lot of money to raise

I have

I can do

Penelope, I go to the job market for job seeking, regardless of the

don't want to

up the brush, I would think

suddenly come to my mind and linger

shot has brought me great pain, reminding

I think about it, my heart aches so much

could be away from Frances if I didn't

suddenly shows

he shows up with Hilda,

look like a

side of the road and eating my lunch. I