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."

know I'm thinner than I was

confined in a month. My mother wouldn't

barely

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

on. If I fall apart, what will happen

bed next to Penelope's after I've taken care of her for a whole day. For me, the happiest thing

half a month, Penelope has gained from 1.6

the advice of the doctor in mind,

better day by day. It requires a

I have no

I can do is to get a

after giving birth to Penelope, I go to the job market for job seeking, regardless

to be a

up the brush, I would think of my

suddenly come to my mind

brought me great pain, reminding me that it was me who

it, my heart aches so

away from Frances if I didn't think about

suddenly shows

he shows up with Hilda, Albie, and

look like a family of

on the side of the road and eating my lunch. I look like a