Here I am again, starting my 6th week with HG pregnancy # 2. My daughter is 5 now. I lost 18 pounds while pregant with her. The HG hit me between week 6 and week 20 that time. She turned out perfectly healthy 8 lbs 6 oz. I think you kind of repress the memories like those of any other horrific life experience. The memories all came rushing back to me this past weekend though as tears dropped into the toilet, while I was bent over waiting for the first vomit. My last pregnacy was the loneliest, most mentally and physically torturous experience of my life. I am so blessed to have found this website this time around. I hope I can be a support to others and I hope I can get some encouragement/cheerleading here as I go through the next 14 weeks.
On the plane ride to my vacation last month I met a woman who had agressive breast cancer during her second pregnancy. She had to have surgery and chemo treatment while pregnant to save her life and the baby's. It made the HG seem a lot less ominous to think of what she and her baby had been through.
Knowing that I am not alone this time makes it seem conquerable too.