I was hoping it wasn’t just me. I was about to make a nice hemlock cocktail to try to cheer myself up. :P
I was hoping it wasn’t just me. I was about to make a nice hemlock cocktail to try to cheer myself up. :P
You can be horrified and laugh about it at the same time.
Authenticity check:
I think I was three months into my first pregnancy, puking multiple times a day. It wasn’t until the weekend when I could not keep any foods or fluids down and ended up in the ER that they put together my vomiting and weight loss and came up with a hyperemesis diagnosis. I was “blessed” with hyperemesis in all four of…
THIS. In my 16th week and I’m still throwing up at least once a week. “It’ll pass” they said. My. Ass.
Here, here. I’ll be 28 weeks on Friday with my 2nd and I already feel yucky again. The 2nd is the only good trimester and some poor women don’t even get to enjoy that.
LOL it doesn’t just fyi. I had my baby September 30 and I was miserable from start to finish... and the baby was planned. It’s like nature’s biggest joke on women.
I had hyperemesis gravidarum, and one day a trying to be helpful friend brought me saltines and ginger ale, and I, being a bitch, said, “Thanks. I throw those up every morning.”
I ended up miscarrying, but I felt like I was constantly fucking hungover. That’s seriously what it felt like. Walking around constantly like I’d had too much gin the night before.
Congratulations!
I was that person who wanted 5 kids before I got pregnant. I was the absolute best aunt and best fake aunt to my friends’ kids. I knew that I would be amazing. I was not. I hated pregnancy and had post-partum depression. I had serious issues bonding with my child (I believe because of the depression, lack of spousal…
Once the relaxin kicked in around week 18, sleeping on my side became really uncomfortable. A 3” gel infused foam mattress pad bought me 3 more weeks of reasonable sleep, and then I added a 2nd one which got me another 2-1/2 weeks of sort of decent sleep. Then it was switching sides every few hours, and in the 1st…
I can’t agree more. I vomited my way through my first pregnancy, to the point of hospitalization and a PICC line for fluids/nutrition. When I wasn’t puking, I was eating Tums by the handful for the heartburn. When I wasn’t puking and my stomach wasn’t on fire, my feet were being too fat to fit into my shoes, and I was…
This though! I’ve seen some people say that she shouldn’t have gotten pregnant again if she hated it so much and it like blows my already disarrayed mind, as if people can’t complain about feeling unequivocally shitty without having their basic human rights (to decide when and how many children to have) questioned.
I love my kids dearly, but pregnancy was the WORST. Hyperemesis gravidarum followed by same with placenta previa. I fully support Kim (and you) in her hatred.
ALL THE CANDY
I rarely complain in public because yes, I am lucky. I am lucky. But I also quite literally throwing up 5-10 times per day for going on 3 weeks. So, you just try to find a balance between feeling lucky and not feeling guilty for not not feeling that lucky!
I felt horribly nauseous and unable to eat much until 20 weeks with mine. Like why would nature make a pregnant person unable to eat anything healthy? Bad move, nature.
I am completely impressed by people who work full time (or more!) while they’re pregnant. My first pregnancy I was doing ABA therapy and during the first trimester I’d come home after teaching a 4 hour session and just collapse on the couch.
God bless Kim K. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Pregnancy was the most miserable, bloated, depressive, back-painful, bladder-killing, sciatica-causing experience and I begged my doctor for a hysterectomy a few hours after delivery. GOD BLESS YOU, KIM. KEEP SPEAKING THE TRUTH.