A guest post from Jane, for #HGday16
My name is Jane… Mum of 2… Student Midwife. And HG sufferer. Yak. I would not wish this on my worst enemy.
I am writing this guest blog post as a Mum and therefore it does not show my usual academic rigor: this is my lived experience of HG and how it affects my practice as a student midwife and life every day.
My eldest is 9, my youngest almost 5. Ironically I had a molar pregnancy prior to my lovely children with sky high HCG levels and I did not vomit once. I thought I had escaped this curse… my mum had terrified me with her stories of HG having suffered with both myself and my sister. That first pregnancy was not to last (but that is a story for another blog post).
So we decided to try for another baby in 2006. I hoped for plain sailing this time. Those visions we see in the glossy magazine: ‘blooming’ celebs with their neat bump, glossy hair, sparkling eyes, floating dresses and these gorgeous women walking hand in hand with their men through picturesque fields full of flowers…
I had a queasy stomach from a day or two before my expected period date. Two days later I took a pregnancy test – POSITIVE – I was delighted. The vomiting began a couple of day later. Not just first thing on a morning but all day. Was this just a stomach bug? Nope.
I would tell friends I had Hyperemesis.
“Yeah, I had morning sickness too! Have a ginger biscuit before you get up!”.
HG is NOT MORNING SICKNESS. I just wanted to scream this. But albeit I did not have the energy. (more…)