Sometimes it’s a brief moment of nausea in the mornings.
Sometimes it’s a serious complication in pregnancy known as Hyperemesis Gravidarum, and sometimes it lay somewhere in the middle.
For me, with this baby, it’s all day nausea and vomiting. The hurling I can handle, but the relentless nausea feels like you’re in a constant fog. Something as simple as rolling in bed has me reaching for the bucket. I’m lucky I know the tricks I learned while living through HG - coke, toasties and the medication that was right for me.
I’m lucky I’ve found my village. Friends who know this is just as much an emotional trauma for me as it is physically taxing. Friends who go out of their way to help because they know I’m too tired and stubborn to ask.
A husband who’s watched me struggle to achieve basic daily tasks because of illness, who goes above and beyond to do everything he can to lessen my load and let me rest.
Two little boys who have empathy beyond their years, and who make my eyes well when they say ‘Mummy, I’m excited to have a baby, but I just don’t like that she makes you sick.’
At this stage with Colby I was well onto my way of losing 20% of my body weight, all before we had even announced. I had all but stopped work.
So yes, this time it is better. But it’s still hard.
I have had to cancel patients, I’ve had to say no to things and had to regret taking the kids out to play because it’s left me back here in the toilet bowl.
To my HG mamas. Not many understand, but I do. I’m so sorry you’re living through this. It probably won’t get better until your baby is in your arms. But I see you, and I hope you’re ok x
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