I had severe, debilitating nausea from week 5 to about week 30 of my pregnancy, then just bad nausea until the birth. It's nearly 2.5 years ago now and the memory of it is just starting to fade... except all my friends are having their second babies now and I just don't know how I can wish that on myself again. It was truly the most horrific experience of my life (and I had absolutely no medical support or even sympathy. Ginger biscuit, anyone?)
I had a stomach bug on holiday last year and as I was vomiting all I could think was "This is like being pregnant. I must NEVER get pregnant again."
My son is the love of my life and I would so love to have more and more children. But when I see all these happily pregnant friends, it just makes me - I don't know - bitter. How can they have such an easy time when I went through a living hell? It's genetic, I know, my mum had serious HG and the second pregnancy was worse. She would have loved a third baby but they decided that they couldn't go through it again.
Is my son going to be an only child because I can't face it again? How do so many people on this site go through HG more than once? Give me some inspiration pleeeease!!
