My husband has had baby on the brain since Little B was born. Seriously, at my two-month post-natal check-up he wanted the green light to start trying for baby number two from the doctor. I needed a bit more time. B’s family has an on-going pool on who will have the next kid. Talk about pressure.
I guess I’m finally ready to throw my hat in the ring.
I love my son. I love babies, but I had one hell of a pregnancy. The fact is, saying I’m ready for another child is not something I take lightly. And I’m scared.
During my first pregnancy, I had a condition called hyperemesis gravidarum. If you paid any attention to the royal pregnancy, Kate was diagnosed with the same condition.
While HG is often described as extreme morning sickness, I really hate describing it that way. It makes people around you think you just can’t handle the sick feeling that accompanies most pregnancies. It’s a lot more serious than just feeling sick, that sick feeling causes dehydration, elevated ketones, and dramatic weight loss.
I was lucky though. I only lost 14% of my bodyweight and was able to get HG under control by month seven. (Some women experience it right until the moment of birth.) I still felt “sick,” but when we finally got the dosage right on my medication I was finally able to keep food down and gain some of the weight I lost back.
HG meant I missed out on many of those moments of awe. I spent every hour and every minute thinking about what I was eating. How much, when, did enough time pass to digest something, anything before it would come up. I cried most days. Then I cried some more because I read that exposing developing babies to stress hormones has detrimental effects on offspring. Thanks science. That’s a tough way to spend nine months: in and out of the hospital, gums and esophagus bleeding, unable to keep anything down not even my own saliva. I was convinced that this pregnancy would mess my son up for life. But a las, I’m happy to report that there were no long-term health issues for me or my son. I gave birth to a happy, healthy, calm baby boy.
I met with my OB in July and she said it is all but a guarantee that I’m going to experience HG again with baby number two.
So, yes, I have baby on the brain. It is weighing heavily on my mind. I’m both excited about the possibilities and afraid of what could be inevitable. But… I am praying for our future little one, whenever he/she will come into our lives.
For all you mommies and daddies out there waiting, wanting and wishing for your own little ones, I’m praying for you and your families.