Well, I have been getting ready to go to Idaho this week. I've cleaned my house from top to bottom. Does anyone else have this compulsion to clean their house before they go on vacation? I do, it's bad because I'm trying to pack and clean at the same time so my house gets worse before it gets better. But I'm done, almost, now I just need to clean out my disaster of a car. Which I'll need a mask and gloves to do, I'm sure there is something dead in there.
I'm looking forward to this Thanksgiving. I love Thanksgiving dinner. I look forward to it all year. I think this year I'm even more excited because I missed out on it last year. While most people were enjoying their families and having yummy food, I was in the emergency room. Have you ever been to the emergency room on a holiday? Not fun!!! I was 3 months pregnant. And I could not keep anything down. Not crackers, not water, not bread. I was loosing weight and I became very dehydrated. Severe Hyperemesis Gravidarum is what they call it. Well, Hyperevomitsis(that's what I call it) is NOT fun. My best friend becomes the toilet. And with this last pregnancy I couldn't walk or I would fall over. I literally laid on the couch all day long. Trent took care of the kids in the morning, a friend took Madisen to and from school, and poor Jaden got completely neglected. I had to crawl to the kitchen to pour him his Gatorade. I looked like a Holocaust survivor. I lost 15lbs. Which I didn't have to loose in the first place. It was not fun. So anyway, on Thanksgiving, I was just getting worse and I was literally throwing up every 1/2 hour. So Trent took me to the emergency room, I stayed there all day having fluids pumped into my body. 3 liters to be exact. That's a lot of fluid. When I finally got to go home, my husband drove me to his dad's house, that's where we were having Thanksgiving. I was still very week and could only handle small amounts of Gatorade. So I sat on the couch, dying while everyone else ate dinner. Talk about torture. I was very bummed because I love Turkey dinner. And I couldn't eat any. I ended up going to the hospital 3 times during my pregnancy to be re hydrated, and my doctor was on the Verge on hospitalizing me indefinitely. I've come to the conclusion that my body does not know how to take care of 2 people at a time. Each time I try to make it, it fights back very violently so, I've given up the fight, my body wins. Tatum is my last baby. Sometimes I feel guilty. Am I a bad person for not wanting more? Am I being selfish? Am I just a wimp? I know Trent would like to have more. But I just can't do it again. With each pregnancy it's gotten worse, what could be worse than being in the hospital? I guess I could try and see but it scares me to death.
6 comments:
Heck no! I'd never go through that torture again. I can't imagine. I barfed, but nothing like that. You make adorable kids, but you've done your part. I'm glad you'll be able to enjoy your dinner this year!
You can always adopt! ;-)
I give huge kudos to mom's who have pregnancies like that and can still have more than 1. I hate to throw up so bad--it's the worst.
I'm sure this year's THanksgiving will be much better!
Audry, if you're done, you're done and do not feel bad about it! Mom's should only have as many as they can do and still be ok. You would not be ok if you went for another one. Barfing that frequently would kill me, I know it. That is a sad story. I'm glad this Thanksgiving is so much better for you. Have a great trip!
What's up with so many women getting terribly sick with pregnancy? I hope that never happens to me. What a nightmare.
Audry, I'm so glad I'm getting to know you through blogging, because I didn't get to know you much when you lived in the desert. Anyway, everything you write just hits home to me. I had some major complications with my last pregnancy and sometimes I feel guilty for not going for number four. I've tried to just focus on the kids I do have and be grateful for them, instead of dwelling on why I don't have seven kids (that was a dream of mine growing up!) Crazy huh?
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