Fellow HG survivor here and my mother did the same. My support was my MIL, so yeah.

I really relate to the part about having no/shitty family support. That’s hard. No one tells you how much parenthood dredges up the old wounds from childhood. I had a decent (although arms length) relationship with my mom until my babies came. Then I saw how sweet and helpless they were and realized how much abuse I’d…

My wife had hyperemesis gravidarum through both of her pregnancies. Had to cart around a pump that stuck into her stomach every day save for those days when the injection site was infected. Even with the antiemetics, she’d vomit 4 - 5 times a day. Lost 15 pounds first five months of the 2nd pregnancy. Every two weeks,…

I’m so sorry. My mom has this supremely unsupportive nature as well. I’m not sure if it’s an inability to see us as separate humans or what.

I’m sorry. You deserved a more empathetic person in your corner. 

Seriously, even on my hardest days with my babies (15 and 19 now), I never, ever, for one second, wished I was pregnant. In fact, my babies seemed like tiny little heroes who showed up to rescue me from being pregnant with them.

I am so glad people are talking about this. My mother did not know what to do with my postpartum depression. She comes from a part of the world where childbirth is all happiness and joy. She did not even address it—granted I may have been terribly moody and all around depressing to be around. A conversation would…

The comments section: where people get to whine about whining to the faceless internet without an ounce of self-awareness.

I really needed to read this! I know not everyone has the same experience and the newborn stage can be extremely difficult, but it’s been giving me massive anxiety. Hearing a positive story helps, it gives hope. Thanks!

I kept hearing that when I was pregnant, and you know what? For me, it was not true. Pregnancy was much, much harder for me than having babies was. I was terrified when, was a young pregnant woman, I read I would actually miss being pregnant because having a baby is so hard. It didn’t happen.

Being transparent about feeling lonely and isolated isn’t the exclusive province of the not-privileged.

When you’re pregnant and people ask how you’re doing, they don’t like it when you answer “you know, I’m a little tired, a little achy, oh! and whenever I’m on a train platform, I force myself to stand in the exact middle until the train stops, so I don't jump." The feelings of isolation are real, and there's a…

Honestly, I can’t believe how callous some of the comments above are. Pregnancy IS fucking hard, even a healthy pregnancy, for nearly everyone. I was nauseous all day, every day, for the first three months...it was like having a bad hangover all the time. Nothing makes you feel happy when you feel like you’re going to…

Everyone deserves to vent their whatever, but you don’t have to pay attention to it.

Yup, my first thought was “Yeah, not easy at all when your stepmother famously breeds like it’s an Olympic sport.”

I can just HEAR that exaggerated, faux-Spanish accent: “YOU JUST NEED TO DO MORE YOGA!”

I nearly puked myself to death during two pregnancies. Hyperemesis gravidarum is no trivial matter. My mother did…

The idea that people with privilege aren’t allowed to ever talk honestly about the things they struggle with is absurd and toxic. Being human is hard for EVERYONE. The only way to get through this life is to have a little empathy for your fellow humans.

Yes, she has access to resources that many other expecting parents don’t, but some of those expecting parents are also worried they’re the only ones struggling.

No one should have to reveal personal information about themselves, but there are a lot of people who have platforms who do in the hopes that they can make…

I definitely feel the part where she tells people who say “just wait until the baby comes, you won’t get any sleep then!” to shut up. 100% agreed. That is completely unhelpful to say to a pregnant woman in her first trimester who is dealing with a kind of exhaustion she has never felt before. Or insomnia. Or later in…

I figured it would be Uncle Stephen.

I don’t think nepotism prepares you for pregengancy.