It's Not Just Morning Sickness

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According to the Merriam Webster dictionary the definition of morning sickness is: nausea and vomiting that occurs typically in the morning especially during the earlier months of pregnancy.

Okay got that?

According to the same Merriam Webster dictionary the definition of Hyperemesis Gravidarum is: excessive vomiting during pregnancy.

Although they may seem similar, find one women who has been diagnosed with HG and ask her if she thinks they are comparable. Oh you found one, oh! It’s me? You really want to know what I think? Well, let me just shed some light on this situation shall I?

Screw you Merriam Webster!!! Yea, you heard me! Take your definition and shove it right up your ass. How about that huh?

Okay that was a tab bit extreme but let me just tell you why I’m kind of upset about this and then we will move on. Last night after dealing with yet another night of no sleep because I’m too busy trying to figure out which side to lay on that isn’t going to cause me to vomit all over my poor boyfriend, I realized that I hate the word morning sickness. It might be a stem off of my very late post last night of me venting, but I guess I wasn’t done.

I’ve been trying to rack my brain on things I could do to take my mind off of how I am feel but I can’t find that one saving grace yet. Last pregnancy I started knitting so I wasn’t so focused on wanting to go outside and smoke and it worked wonderfully. Now that I’ve been home for work these few months, I need to get a hobby before I burn the house down (if you are my home owners insurance and you are reading this… no I’m really not going to do that). Obviously I’ve started blogging again, hoping that maybe this will take some time away from HG. Give me the support I need and rally with other HG women so I know that I’m not alone.

I started cooking more, kinda like an oxymoron I know. But that was great for like a week until this HG has hit me hard again. See the funny thing about HG is that some days you feel like a normal pregnant person, glowing even! Other days I feel like the little girl from the exorcist spewing green bile all over everyone. Minus the “Fuck me” statements because frankly right now I’m giving the penis the silent treatment for making me think that getting pregnant was a good idea. (I kid…I kid) Then I decided that I was going to become the best damn house-mommy there ever was!!! I will leave no dust rest on my belongings and my children will have the best clothes ever because mommy made them and everything in the house will be organic because I grew it!!! I see myself standing on my front lawn in the superman cape in the wind pose with my boyfriend holding onto my daughter and both of them happier than pigs in shit because I am just that awesome!!!

Then just as I’m looking at sewing machines to buy and fabric to mend, my wonderful HG knocks on the door this morning like a bad debt collector and just takes everything from me. My will to even get out of bed this morning was robbed from me. I felt like I just lost the lottery. All these beautiful pictures I had envisioned were gone. What the fuck man?

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