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the light at the end

I’m back in the land of the living! I suppose I should provide some sort of an explanation for my sudden departure from this blog, and the world in general, over the last 3 months. It’s all very simple and easy to explain, though alot harder to live through…

Pregnancy my friends. I am expecting my first child in October this year and it has been a rocky start to my new life as an expectant mum. Fear not, this blog will not morph in to a pregnancy or mummy blog. After this post I will do my best not to mention the nausea, anxiety, aches, insomnia, heartburn, weight gain, constipation, headaches, cramps or even any of the nice pregnancy symptoms that appear few and far between. This blog will remain my escape from the everyday monotony of life and pregnancy.

hyperemesis-gravidarum-alternative mamaSo why the absence you ask? How did getting pregnant put a sudden stop to my normal life? A rare pregnancy condition called Hyperemesis Gravidarum. Some of you might have heard of it but for most of you it will be a mystery, and for 98% of you who intend on getting pregnant you will never even know about it. It’s a very rare condition that causes 24/7 morning sickness, and when I say morning sickness I don’t mean waves of nausea every so often, I mean violent and constant illness all day, every day and mine lasted for 10 weeks. When most women are enjoying their early pregnancy glow I was bent over the toilet bowl every time I even tried to take a glass of water. 8kgs lost in the first 3 weeks, hospitalised and medicated, bed ridden and totally dependent on my husband, mother and in laws.

As I lay in bed day after day in a haze of illness my mind would often wander. I finally began to understand the suffering of people with chronic pain or illness and people with addictions. There is no darkness like that brought on by the feeling of utter hopelessness and helplessness. You must understand, in the depths of my illness it wasn’t about the excitement and miracle of being pregnant. With no outward signs and before scans or tests, it was only sick. That was my reality 24 hours a day, every day.

I imagined that if someone came to my bedside at that moment and offered me a magic pill or a drink that could take away all that pain and hurt, I would have gobbled it up. Even if I knew I’d be hooked for life or end up having to go through some horrendous treatment and withdrawal to get off the stuff later, I would have happily given my last dime to feel better.

This pregnancy has already taught me an incredible lesson in control, or living without it. I have already learnt that now I have stepped off the cliff of free, single life there is no going back. As soon as that embryo was formed, I had no control over what was going to happen to my body, my mind or my life going forward. Children are indeed a wonderful miracle but they are also a terrifying, nerve wracking, nail biting mystery, long before they even make their entrance in to the world (and that entrance is causing a mountain of anxiety all of its own, seriously, a baby has to come out of there!!). For a self confessed control freak, it has already been the most terrifying journey I could ever have imagined.

But as the haze clears, and that little smudge on the ultrasound screen gets clearer, light appears at the end of the tunnel. I survived the worst of it, and until I have to push this thing out I can enjoy the fact that safe inside me is a growing life that was created out of the love between my husband and I, and isn’t that just a trip?!

I have to say thank you to my amazing family for getting me through this, to my husband for putting up with me at my very worst, my mum who moved in to take care of me and my in laws for  being there for whatever we needed no matter how absurd, Janet you know what I’m talking about!

And now, back to normal life… whatever that means for me in this brave new world!

5 Comments
  1. Mama #

    So so happy you are coming to the good stuff my darling daughter.

    May 28, 2013
  2. Min #

    Yay! Congrats Ebbs! Hope the rest of the pregnancy goes smoothly for you, you poor thing!

    May 28, 2013
  3. Taryn #

    Beautifully written. I could feel every bit of emotion in every word you wrote.

    May 28, 2013
  4. Ali #

    Very very well written. But what about the friends that also helped and worried constantly?

    May 28, 2013
    • Ah yes, I of course appreciate the well wishes and messages from friends over the weeks but nothing anyone from the outside said could ever compare to what those I have made special mention of today went through at my side each and every day. They deserved to be singled out and thanked the most.

      May 28, 2013

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