I used to be emetophobic. I had a very real fear of vomit and vomiting. No longer. Thanks to my beautiful wife and her hyperemesis gravidarum, exposure to constant and violent heaving has cured me of my ailment.

While HG is only part of our story, it binds so many of our experiences together. From the sharing of tips and tricks to get all of us through the day to the support we received following our losses and the birth of our children. I can’t thank them enough. HG warriors just get it. Pregnancy isn’t a straight forward, wonderful time for everyone. It can be filled with challenges and complications and sometimes that overrides the excitement we wish we could feel.

They say the sleepless nights start when the baby’s born but for us, it started at conception. I’d stay awake at night so Kale could sleep just to make sure she didn’t choke on her vomit while she was sleeping. I’d get strange looks from people in the streets in the summer time as Kale’s arms were cover covered in bruises from cannulas, on a good day four new bruises would appear, on a bad, countless.