Battle Wounds of Motherhood!

Today started off ok. Had plenty to do here getting ready for inspections. I also had a small list of to-do's from my "pre-referral list". The first was to make an appointment with a pediatrician. OK went to crap. I called and got the "we only take new borns". I explain the situation and that she will only be around 9 months. "Sorry." What's up with that! I'm not asking them a take a child who already has a Doc. It's not like she's five years old. And she is a newborn, to me, in my heart and you want to be all snotty! Well, the lack of compassion took me off guard and I did not really reply. Not like I wish I had. It actually brought tears to my eyes at first. To think that someone would reject my Sophie! Next emotion.....one HOT MOMA!!! You mean to tell me after 10 years of trying to become a family, that we're getting penalized for the way we chose to become one. You ignorant little twit!! ...................That lasted most of the afternoon. Now I am trying to reflect. Am I over reacting?? It wasn't personal. She doesn't even know me. But then again she should have handled the situation differently.
For those of you wondering....everything does happen for a reason. I found an excellent pediatrician that handles international adoption and has herself adopted from Russia! (I just didn't want to drive an hour.)