by JME » May 14, 2007 12:55 am
I never thought I would have the HG, I knew nothing about it, of course. My mom was very ill with me, on IV's etc (I'm an only child). I, honestly, thought she was just prone to nausea, because she always has had severe motion sickness... so I was totally shocked how sick I was. I didn't think you could even be THAT sick--the vomitting was so violent, the mouth ulcers, on and on, as we all know too well.
Now I have hypothyroid too.. which would only excerbate the problems with HG I suppose...
I was so scared while I was pregnant I never EVER let myself think about the baby, I didn't want to feel it or acknowledge in anyway that I was pregnant... actually I was so in love with my baby I couldn't stand to think about it, daydream about what he or she might look like or be like, about baby names, nurseries, about the books to read..... nothing, because I think I would have never been able to bear any catastrophy.
Anyway, here I am celebrating Mother;s Day with a beautiful, brilliant, almost 2 year old. Although I could technically be pregnant, I should not have any more children. I just wanted 2 is all. I really wanted a sibling when I was a kid and even now at 35 I wish I had a sibling. I am raising an only child and I really always said I wouldn't have an only child.
n general I feel sorry for myself, but I see others have the same feelings, and that makes it easier somehow.
My grandpa's mother died while she was pg with her 5th child, and I realize now that she had HG. (My maternal ggma was a mid-wife to her and she was always very ill when pg).
SO every responsible part of me, knows that I have one beautiful biological child and I feel stupid for crying that I can't have more when I am clearly blessed already. Plus I am too old to wait a couple of years to have another baby, when my daughter would be less dependant on me. I wanted to squeeze 2 kids together but it just isn't gonna happen that way.
My husband doesn't want to adopt (I'm not sold on the idea totally either) he is worried about us exhausting ourselves again. His only experience was caring for an infant with a spouse utterly worn down and exhausted from HG and he doesn't think we can handle it...
My husband, is a worrier and a yeller. I think another pg like the first one could really collapse our family. I mean he would yell at me to 'breathe' when I was vomitting. Of course I would have chosen to breathe but my stomach muscles would contract so hard my diaphram could not move... I just had to gulp air when possible. He did this out of worry...but let's just say HG was extremely stressful for us both, and I only recently have started to feel like we are getting back to ourselves as a couple.
Gosh it really just sucks... but its great too, because I DO have one great kid!
Jamie