So, I knew from the start of this last pregnancy (my sixth total and second HG pg) that I was getting my tubes done, but it still felt weird knowing I'll never carry life in me again as I packed up all my maternity clothes. I even had a moment of insanity in the hospital after I had the baby of it wasn't that bad...which is an absolute lie! I told DH it had to have been the morphine talking. He agreed and reminded me that yes, it was that bad and we can't ever forget it. The pangs come and go. I know it's natural to feel this way, just needed to write it down. I hate HG for taking away from me the chance to have the large family that I had always thought I'd have. We have plans to adopt, but because of our schedules that will be many years down the road from now. I hate HG. I'm just sayin'
Angel baby 12/2005
Angel baby 5/2006
Angel baby 10/2006
Angel baby 9/2007
My sweet Erin 10/2008 5 lbs 10 ounces: untreated/undiagnosed HG from 6 -37 weeks (delivery)
Baby Riley 12/2010 6 lbs 9 ounces: HG from 6 weeks to delivery at 37 weeks (actually treated--PICC, IVs, subQ pump, Zofran, evil phenergan, benadryl, antacids--and *almost* got to be fluffy in the third tri)