You
know, in France last time if I need to go to see the doctor and no one
have time to drive me there, I will sulked and be pissed and complained
that no one here is treating me well . But now as a mother, when Arwen
needs to see a doctor , I refused to wait for my PIL to finish work in
the evening to bring us there, I refused to hang around waiting for help.
I asked DH to make appointment and give
me directions to the doctor immediately even though it is just a mild
thrush that Arwen had. Seriously... I was really scare... I felt a
little alone but I took the bus and saw the doctor who barely speaks
English, good thing I am a nurse so I know what to expect. I came back
and looked at Arwen and just amazed what motherhood can do, leaped over another fear.
Written on 7th September 2012 .
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