<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080</id><updated>2012-02-10T08:14:38.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story of Hyperemesis</title><subtitle type='html'>What is hyperemesis? Hyperemesis is defined as:
Hyperemesis gravidarum (from Greek hyper and emesis and Latin gravida; meaning "excessive vomiting of pregnant women") is a severe form of morning sickness, with unrelenting, excessive pregnancy-related nausea and/or vomiting that prevents adequate intake of food and fluids.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6380173580665515769</id><published>2012-02-10T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T08:14:38.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sound effects</title><content type='html'>last night after the doctors I started throwing up in the car (who doesn't) and my 7 year informed me her favorite sound affect of me throwing up is the moan I do when I am done.&amp;nbsp; I am glad people enjoy my throwing up noises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom is currently out renting a wheel chair for me for tomorrow, she is taking me out of the house to go to a kindergarten fair with my 5 year old (it is very important to my 5 year old that I go), I am not sure how ridiculous I will look :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6380173580665515769?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6380173580665515769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6380173580665515769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6380173580665515769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6380173580665515769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/sound-effects.html' title='sound effects'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3417773989898315714</id><published>2012-02-10T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T06:52:56.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 weeks and 2 days..........gross details in this blog!</title><content type='html'>well............i forgot to mention i lost 10 pounds in 9 weeks, my funny hubby said, "Thats it?"&amp;nbsp; I gained 20 pounds before i got pregnant so i have 20 to lose, i lost 37 pounds with my first!&amp;nbsp; I am not losing the weight this time, I am not sure why because I sure am not eating! but it is a blessing we will take even if it means more exercise after the baby is born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not only do i throw up and feel horrible all the time but the wonderful drug zofran that gets pumped into my body 24 hours a day has one nasty side affect,&lt;u style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; CONSTIPATION!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I am not sure how you get constipated if you never eat, how are you suppose to poop.............or better yet what are you suppose to poop?&amp;nbsp; I am not sure if you have ever been truly constipated but if you have you can agree it can be worse then labor pains, it is sever lower abdominal cramping that feels like a 2 headed monster is ripping your insides to pieces. With my other pregnancy's it got bad enough for enemas and suppositories, and lengthy stays on the toilet (hours).&amp;nbsp; Well I have been deathly afraid of it happening with this baby so I have been taking laxatives everyday (stool softeners like colace does not work) and they do not always work, so I doubled up last night and went to bed it has been a week since I have gone to the bathroom...............and it happened at 7am..........CRAMPS............I am going to die cramps!&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness I was prepared and had Brad by suppositories and enemas as soon as I got pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I tried to go with no luck, did all the tricks, you know put your feet on the toilet seat and lean back (some doctor told me that trick)....NOTHING!&amp;nbsp; I went and sat in my chair, tried to throw up and start watching Greys Anatomy from last night, 10 minutes later I ran to the bathroom and lived there for the next hour, thank goodness the laxatives kicked in, and well I could not wake my daughter up for school because I could not leave the toilet seat.&amp;nbsp; It is now 10am and&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have been up all day!&amp;nbsp; And since I have not gone in a week the wonderful hemorrhoids have decided to come out and play and it hurts to sit.&amp;nbsp; I am calling it a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3417773989898315714?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3417773989898315714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3417773989898315714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3417773989898315714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3417773989898315714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/9-weeks-and-2-daysgross-details-in-this.html' title='9 weeks and 2 days..........gross details in this blog!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4793433830793553536</id><published>2012-02-09T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T16:34:49.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL GIRL GIRL</title><content type='html'>We heard the heart beat for the first time and it was 170........................you know what that means! GIRL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4793433830793553536?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4793433830793553536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4793433830793553536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4793433830793553536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4793433830793553536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/girl-girl-girl.html' title='GIRL GIRL GIRL'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5206003696522414721</id><published>2012-02-09T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:16:26.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD</title><content type='html'>this is crazy (more crazy posts) and it did not happen with my other 3 hyperemesis pregnancy's, i have vivid dreams of eating food every night.&amp;nbsp; i have dreams at being at specific restaurant's and eating steak, and other food, it is horrible, and just not fair! go away dreams, I can't eat!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5206003696522414721?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5206003696522414721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5206003696522414721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5206003696522414721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5206003696522414721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/food_09.html' title='FOOD'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5616434681878275870</id><published>2012-02-09T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T12:56:01.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>i took a bath and it feels like I ran a marathon, I am so tired.&amp;nbsp; I can not believe I am going to be able to make it to the doctors today with the way I feel.&amp;nbsp; I do not understand if I am so sick and not getting any vitamins how come my nails and hair grow an inch a day!&amp;nbsp; Do you know how hard it is to reach my toes and shave my legs, its just not fair! I do not feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5616434681878275870?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5616434681878275870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5616434681878275870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5616434681878275870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5616434681878275870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2429378221743887073</id><published>2012-02-09T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T06:14:02.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY</title><content type='html'>i think hyperemesis makes you crazy. so i woke up this morning and felt GREAT!&amp;nbsp; i was totalled freaked out and thought I miscarried all because I felt great!&amp;nbsp; i jumped out of bed ran to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;(yes that's how great i felt) and took a pregnancy test! it was positive.............thank goodness, i have not gone through 9 weeks of this for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;so i walked to my chair and thought, i can't believe i feel so good, what is going on, maybe I should call my doctor, this just isn't right!!!&lt;br /&gt;well as that thought flashed before my mind i started throwing up all over the place, and well now i feel horrible and i wish i felt well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i can not figure out what i want, i am crazy!&amp;nbsp; i am not happy if i am sick and i am not happy if i feel well.&amp;nbsp; all i really know is i WANT this baby, after the scare this morning i realized i can do this and i want to hold this baby in my arms in 31 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2429378221743887073?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2429378221743887073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2429378221743887073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2429378221743887073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2429378221743887073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/crazy.html' title='CRAZY'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4690970967065573179</id><published>2012-02-08T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T16:50:29.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD</title><content type='html'>I had 2 Junior Roast Beef&amp;nbsp; Sandwiches from Arbys today...................I was starving and it tasted so good going down, not so good sitting in my stomach but it stayed down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might sound horrible and I am sorry if it does but I have to tell you, i was reading other woman's blogs today who claimed they had hyperemesis and I have to tell you unless you have a picc line, been hospitalized, or have a zofran pump, I don't really like them using the term hyperemesis!&amp;nbsp; I know this statement is not politically correct but it is how I currently feel!&amp;nbsp; You don't really know how us women with hyperemesis really feel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4690970967065573179?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4690970967065573179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4690970967065573179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4690970967065573179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4690970967065573179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/food.html' title='FOOD'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9213237397386096036</id><published>2012-02-08T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:49:19.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;THIS  IS HUGE NEWS: I stood up, walked to the kitchen, washed my hair in the  sink, and sat back down in my chair.................ALL BY MYSELF! (I  did not even get tangled up on iv cords, the most I have walked in  weeks, I did not even throw up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9213237397386096036?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9213237397386096036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9213237397386096036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9213237397386096036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9213237397386096036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/9-weeks.html' title='9 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8908051664920338758</id><published>2012-02-08T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:14:12.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 9 WEEKS</title><content type='html'>i am so happy, another week down........................i have not thrown up in 48 hours until this morning when i woke up at 5am to my hubby cooking half a dozen eggs.....................eggs do it every time!&amp;nbsp; back to the bowl i go!&amp;nbsp; throwing up does not just include vomit coming out of my mouth, it includes sweat all over my body, extreme itching all over, and usually a slight bloody nose, and lots of tears! not a pretty sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started taking benedryl to help with the room spinning all the time and i have to admit i have noticed a slight difference. i feel 1 percent better, and i will take that!&amp;nbsp; it makes my mouth super dry but oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we get to hear the baby's heart beat for the first time, which means i must wash my hair and bath.................NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&amp;nbsp; It makes me so sick!&amp;nbsp; Not happy about this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie and Emmie swear the baby is a boy (grandma brain washed them), and Lizzie does not care what it is as long as it has &lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; hair!&amp;nbsp; Emmie and I watch Baby Story every morning and I cry every time.............hormones!&amp;nbsp; Emmie is going to deliver the baby :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8908051664920338758?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8908051664920338758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8908051664920338758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8908051664920338758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8908051664920338758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-9-weeks.html' title='HAPPY 9 WEEKS'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7720611048888854431</id><published>2012-02-06T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T12:44:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post.......................</title><content type='html'>You know what that means, 3 post in one day......................I HAVE NOT THROWN UP ALL DAY! I do not feel well but I will take anything.&amp;nbsp; So my nurses came out to change my dressings....... a 2 hour ordeal once a week.&amp;nbsp; I lost a stitch from my picc line, there is no way I am going back to the hospital to have it re-stitched!&amp;nbsp; I still have a whole bunch others!&amp;nbsp; They ask a thousand questions and one of them is chest pains.............and Saturday I was having really bad chest pains but they only lasted for 30 minutes, they said next time I need to call the on call nurse and not ignore it.&amp;nbsp; Oh -well......................my daughters school just called and she is in the office sick...................3 kids home all afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7720611048888854431?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7720611048888854431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7720611048888854431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7720611048888854431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7720611048888854431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/another-post.html' title='Another post.......................'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9136005754573158395</id><published>2012-02-06T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:03:52.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant Women</title><content type='html'>So, my home healthcare nurse is pregnant and due at the end of April.&amp;nbsp; I clearly knew she was pregnant but she never said anything to me and I have never asked.&amp;nbsp; Last time she came she was training a new nurse and she asked when she was going on maternity leave.&amp;nbsp; The nurse looked down and you could tell she did not want me to know.&amp;nbsp; I was excited for her and talked about what she was having.&amp;nbsp; She said she does not like to tell her patients who are as sick as me that she is pregnant because one lady told her she hated women who have healthy normal pregnancies.&amp;nbsp; I told her I do not feel that way, and&amp;nbsp; I don't!&amp;nbsp; I do not wish anyone to have what I have.&amp;nbsp; I think it is great when women have normal pregnancies and are not sick!&amp;nbsp; More power to you!&amp;nbsp; The thing I do hate though, and I have to put it out there....... is women who have mild morning sickness, or their backs hurt a little, or they get one UTI, or their ankles are swollen and they whine about it like the world is ending, really?&amp;nbsp; Come on, give me a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9136005754573158395?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9136005754573158395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9136005754573158395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9136005754573158395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9136005754573158395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/pregnant-women.html' title='Pregnant Women'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1801175422526600412</id><published>2012-02-06T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:50:19.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wanted some updated pictures, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrYEjrhJqf8/Ty_kdhS3hkI/AAAAAAAACww/-GLaR98VB-Q/s1600/DSCN9504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrYEjrhJqf8/Ty_kdhS3hkI/AAAAAAAACww/-GLaR98VB-Q/s400/DSCN9504.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perfect birthday picture, you can not see me!&amp;nbsp; I look horrible!&amp;nbsp; I did eat a few bites of cake and keep it down!&amp;nbsp; See my decorated IV pole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scKu-Xc5fC8/Ty_kigOxwiI/AAAAAAAACw4/Sd75YEvt8OM/s1600/DSCN9507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scKu-Xc5fC8/Ty_kigOxwiI/AAAAAAAACw4/Sd75YEvt8OM/s400/DSCN9507.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first ultrasound of our little baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1i4Xzix9Rc/Ty_knfVkmbI/AAAAAAAACxA/rWgg9Lkuwow/s1600/DSCN9510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1i4Xzix9Rc/Ty_knfVkmbI/AAAAAAAACxA/rWgg9Lkuwow/s400/DSCN9510.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brads funny birthday card for an old person that applied to me, "Everything hurts, and what doesn't hurt, doesn't work!"&amp;nbsp; Plus the birthday picture is of a turtle who is GREEN and since I am always GREEN...................he thought it was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog is about hyperemesis and not my birthday I am going to blog about my birthday and awesome gifts I got by awesome people on my personal blog if you need an invite let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1801175422526600412?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1801175422526600412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1801175422526600412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1801175422526600412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1801175422526600412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-wanted-some-updated-pictures-right.html' title='You wanted some updated pictures, right?'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrYEjrhJqf8/Ty_kdhS3hkI/AAAAAAAACww/-GLaR98VB-Q/s72-c/DSCN9504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6192969607769913136</id><published>2012-02-06T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:16:24.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 weeks 5 days</title><content type='html'>i am not sure where to start it is the same thing over and over again.&amp;nbsp; i lay in my chair and feel like death all day.&amp;nbsp; i decided to start a new medicine and i do not like new meds.&amp;nbsp; i started an antihistamine called benedryl, there has been some research studies that have shown it helps with hyperemesis, please let it help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6192969607769913136?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6192969607769913136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6192969607769913136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6192969607769913136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6192969607769913136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/8-weeks-5-days.html' title='8 weeks 5 days'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7828761513126124928</id><published>2012-02-05T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T09:51:21.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 30th birthday today</title><content type='html'>and i do not feel good at all, please let&amp;nbsp; this end soon!&amp;nbsp; i am tired of not feeling good..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7828761513126124928?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7828761513126124928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7828761513126124928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7828761513126124928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7828761513126124928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-30th-birthday-today.html' title='my 30th birthday today'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5334553906733772676</id><published>2012-02-04T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T09:33:35.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken noodle soup</title><content type='html'>is the worst thing to date i have thrown up it taste horrible!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5334553906733772676?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5334553906733772676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5334553906733772676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5334553906733772676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5334553906733772676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/chicken-noodle-soup.html' title='chicken noodle soup'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7103673656353536286</id><published>2012-02-03T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T12:14:14.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 weeks and 2 days</title><content type='html'>The biggest blessing I currently have is that I sleep 8pm to 8am without getting up to throw up or go pee.&amp;nbsp; I might not feel great but I can stay in bed the whole time.&amp;nbsp; A huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another huge blessing is my picc line is in my upper arm unlike my last picc line that was where I bend my arm.&amp;nbsp; This picc line is easy to sleep with and does not hurt every time I move my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that my daughters tell everyone at school and church if they ask how mommy is doing they say "Great, she sits in a chair all day and watches TV!"&amp;nbsp; My girls have no clue how sick I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well thats the end of the great news now for the bad:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughters big sign up for kindergarten fair is next week-end and I really want to go.&amp;nbsp; She does not want to go to kindergarten and I feel like this is the first big step to help her over come her fear.&amp;nbsp; I want to rent a wheel chair and have my hubby take me.&amp;nbsp; My hubby said, NO WAY!&amp;nbsp; He said I can not even get into the car let alone a ride to the fair and in a wheel chair and pushed around.&amp;nbsp; I do not know what to do, so stressed about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a bad week of throwing up and deserve a good week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles hurt so my hubby decided to walk me last night by having me do 3 laps around our tiny kitchen which I have not seen in 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; It felt good to walk with his help, wish I could go outside, but doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My IV is on a gravity drip.&amp;nbsp; So it hangs 3 feet above my heart and drips.&amp;nbsp; My other picc line my IV bag was in a backpack on the ground and it had a pump that pumped the fluid into me.&amp;nbsp; This worked great because if I got air on my line or there was a blockage an alarm would go off and wake the dead.&amp;nbsp; But with my current picc line when the fluid runs out then air runs in the IV line.&amp;nbsp; My line is about 6 feet long I would say and 5 times we have caught the bag running out and air 5 feet into the line.&amp;nbsp; If air goes into my chest it could kill me.&amp;nbsp; Brad is totally freaked out about this, so I must let him know when I do IV bags so he can make sure they do not run out.&amp;nbsp; Well that's what happen today, I did my IV, turned it off when I was done and feel asleep.&amp;nbsp; He thought I forgot to turn it off and got air in my line.&amp;nbsp; He said he thought for sure I was a goner and had himself sick at work.&amp;nbsp; Poor guy :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7103673656353536286?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7103673656353536286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7103673656353536286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7103673656353536286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7103673656353536286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/8-weeks-and-2-days.html' title='8 weeks and 2 days'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8393608372630512248</id><published>2012-02-03T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:59:34.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I learned my lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;What  happens when you do not answer the phone for one hour and your home  healthcare nurse, mom, and hubby call 3 times?  My mom busts through the  front door and scares the you know what out of me taking a peaceful nap  with my daughter!  Forgot to call and tell 3 people I was taking a nap,  or walking to the bathroom, or rolling over, my every move monitored :)   Oh how I can feel the LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8393608372630512248?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8393608372630512248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8393608372630512248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8393608372630512248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8393608372630512248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-learned-my-lesson.html' title='I learned my lesson'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1764796627144872746</id><published>2012-02-02T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:08:17.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My muscles</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if it is from dehydration, throwing up, or stuck in a chair all day with no movement, but my muscles hurt.&amp;nbsp; My leg muscles are sore but my lower back muscles are like pain I never have felt.&amp;nbsp; It hurts so bad to feel my muscles weaken and collapse into my body.&amp;nbsp; It has been another hard day with vomiting and nauseousness, please give me a day with no pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1764796627144872746?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1764796627144872746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1764796627144872746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1764796627144872746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1764796627144872746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-muscles.html' title='My muscles'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2625471886136075327</id><published>2012-02-02T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:04:22.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my hubby, I owe you my life, I could not do it without you</title><content type='html'>Dear Brad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for coming home from work and emptying throw up bowls, cleaning up a disastrous front room from the kids playing all day, cooking dinner, doing dishes, washing the laundry, bathing the kids, packing lunches, picking clothes out, hooking up IV bags, vacuuming, doing a medical supply count, bathing me, dressing me, and much more every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for calling from work a dozen times a day to make sure I am still alive, and listening to me cry on the phone about how I can not do it and I just want to die.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for believing in me and telling me I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sitting on the floor next to to me after the kids are in bed rubbing my arm and head and sitting in silence praying for me to recover.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening and understanding my needs and complaints.&amp;nbsp; I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, your very sick wife&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2625471886136075327?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2625471886136075327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2625471886136075327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2625471886136075327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2625471886136075327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/to-my-hubby-i-owe-you-my-life-i-could.html' title='To my hubby, I owe you my life, I could not do it without you'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8731449734725846491</id><published>2012-02-02T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:58:01.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Take the Wheel by Carrie Underwood</title><content type='html'>thats how I feel today..................please take the wheel Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lydBPm2KRaU&amp;amp;ob=av3n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8731449734725846491?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8731449734725846491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8731449734725846491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8731449734725846491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8731449734725846491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/jesus-take-wheel-by-carrie-underwood.html' title='Jesus Take the Wheel by Carrie Underwood'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4698265578470976256</id><published>2012-02-01T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:48:25.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>foggy</title><content type='html'>i am letting someone come over and visit me today, it is the first time since i have been sick, i am nervous and hope and pray i do not throw up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say not being on zofran has made my mind less foggy and i love it.&amp;nbsp; i have been so confused on little details lately.&amp;nbsp; i gave someone my wrong address, the doctor my wrong phone number, and had to call my friend Bec and ask her if we talked one day because I could not remember.&amp;nbsp; i like not being foggy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4698265578470976256?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4698265578470976256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4698265578470976256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4698265578470976256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4698265578470976256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/foggy.html' title='foggy'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7983805952920171070</id><published>2012-02-01T06:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T06:28:21.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 8 weeks today baby FAITH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7983805952920171070?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7983805952920171070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7983805952920171070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7983805952920171070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7983805952920171070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-8-weeks-today-baby-faith.html' title='Happy 8 weeks today baby FAITH!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4460177792263895048</id><published>2012-02-01T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T06:18:20.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was quoted in this article, so cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;See it here: &lt;/h1&gt;http://www.pregnancysicknesssupport.org.uk/help/family-and-friends/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&amp;nbsp;tips and advice for the family and friends of sufferers&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="233" src="http://www.pregnancysicknesssupport.org.uk/images/hands-1.jpg" style="float: right; padding: 0 0 20px 20px;" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching a loved one suffer with nausea and vomiting in pregnancy or  hyperemesis gravidarum can be really tough and it can be harder still to  know how best to help and support them. Here are some tips and advice  from women who have been through it about what helped them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Text her regularly to let her know you are thinking of her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be upset if she doesn't return texts or phone calls straight  away; it can be really hard to look at screens or talk on the phone when  you are feeling/being sick!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid being overly 'gushy' and excited about the baby and pregnancy;  she may be feeling resentful about the baby and depressed about the  pregnancy even if it was much wanted and planned. By being too excited  you may make her feel even more isolated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to question her about the safety of medications she is on;  if her doctor has prescribed them then it is because she needs them. If  you have concerns then have a look at our &lt;a href="http://www.pregnancysicknesssupport.org.uk/help/treatments/" target="_self"&gt;treatment pages&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.pregnancysicknesssupport.org.uk/resources/downloads/" target="_self"&gt;research pages&lt;/a&gt; for further information about the medications.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are able then offer to look after any older children for a couple of hours as and when you can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that smells, bright lights, loud noises and other sensory  stimulation can all bring on vomiting so try to reduce these factor for  her (especially smells).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you bring food for her family then make sure it is not strong  smelling or contain garlic (cold food is best) and don't be upset if she  doesn't want to eat any food you have brought.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vomiting infront of others can be humiliating for some women so be sensitive to this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to listen without giving advice, or telling her about other  peoples glowing pregnancies or the women you know who was sick all the  time but still went into work... remember that pregnancy sickness has a  whole spectrum of severity from mild to life threatening!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bare in mind that some of the medications can cause mild drowsiness  and confusion; be aware that she may find conversation a struggle; it  can be nice to listen though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she is struggling to use a computer but would like to access  support via text through this website then offer to fill in the online  form for her or contact her regional leader via the &lt;a href="http://www.pregnancysicknesssupport.org.uk/help/supporters-network/" target="_self"&gt;support network page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It can be great to have visitors when she feels up to it but here are some do's and don'ts for visiting times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Offer to pick up any shopping or prescriptions on your way round.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring some magazines and books (but bare in mind she may not  be up to reading/watching) - Downloading some audio-books for her could  be really wonderful!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you go to the loo, give it a quick clean... there is nothing worse then vomiting into an unclean toilet!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she is largely bed bound then offer to change/wash the bed sheets for her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you put any washing on for her don't use scented fabric softener.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she is struggling with young children then offer to play with them while she has a lie down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure you wash any mugs or pots before you leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DON'T:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Wear perfume.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat garlic or curry the night before a visit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoke before visiting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring flowers as a gift; as well meaning as they are the smell and colours can trigger vomiting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expect her to make tea and coffee... make it yourself!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring noisy children with you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus on the pregnancy or the illness; try to talk about 'normal' things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave any mess for her to clear up!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you visit a friend or relative who is suffering with pregnancy  sickness or hyperemesis gravidarum and you are concerned that they are  very dehydrated (dry lips and tongue, dry skin etc) or they seem  confused or drowsy then call their doctor or take them to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quotes from sufferers of Hyperemesis Gravidarum about how their friends could have helped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;If you are a smoker,  it might be best to stay away - or change clothes before you go round.  Don't tell the sufferer that people usually start to feel better after  12 weeks - it gives false hope. Do tell them that they won't feel like  this forever and there will be an end to it - when I was depressed,  suffering from HG and pregnant with my first child, I thought I would  never feel normal again!! Do go to the doctors with them and push for  treatment for them - they may be too weak, tired, ill to push for it  themselves and when you are feeling low arguing is the last thing that  you want but it might be exactly what is needed to get the help they  need. Give her a cuddle and let her cry if thats what she wants to do  and sometimes when you've got HG having a good cry is all you want to  do.&lt;/i&gt;" - Anne Burns, HG sufferer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;"&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never  visit a person with hyperemesis and say you had morning sickness, you  know what they are going through! It is NOT morning sickness!&lt;/i&gt;" - Sarah Vermillion Stevens, HG sufferer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;If  she's laid up in bed make sure her surroundings are clean and there are  sick bowls, tissues etc to hand. Physical contact (even close  proximity) with older kids &amp;amp; partner may be difficult &amp;amp; sleeping  arrangements may need to be altered for a while&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;" - Asiyah Aziz, HG sufferer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;U&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;nder  no circumstances mention the phrase "have you tried ginger?" or "I hear  ginger helps" or "being sick is a good sign, means it's a healthy  pregnancy". No help whatsoever to the HG sufferer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;" - Pauline Turner, HG sufferer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4460177792263895048?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4460177792263895048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4460177792263895048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4460177792263895048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4460177792263895048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-was-quoted-in-this-article-so-cool.html' title='I was quoted in this article, so cool!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8578675179134660620</id><published>2012-02-01T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T06:12:16.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one thing after another</title><content type='html'>my zofran pump broke at midnight last night and a new one will not be here until this afternoon, that means to medication to help with nauseous and vomiting..............not feeling so great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8578675179134660620?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8578675179134660620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8578675179134660620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8578675179134660620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8578675179134660620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/02/one-thing-after-another.html' title='one thing after another'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5678468610984981631</id><published>2012-01-31T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:47:30.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Lyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewildwriters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/crum_Bunny_Cover_lg1-300x294.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://thewildwriters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/crum_Bunny_Cover_lg1-300x294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lyle the webmaster of beyondmorningsickness.com sent me this book and the diary of the author of this book during her 4th pregnancy.&amp;nbsp; I read the diary in one sitting (it was huge) and it made me feel comforted that someone else has the same feelings I have. I do not feel like I need to explain those right now but it gave me great comfort that I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also sent me a 100.00 gift card for amazon.com to find something to help me.&amp;nbsp; I was excited about this and after much thought I decided I am going to buy myself a very nice blanket to cuddle with while I am sick to keep me warm and make me happy.&amp;nbsp; It is a small pleasure for me.&amp;nbsp; I currently do not have blanket big enough to cover me and stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you lyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5678468610984981631?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5678468610984981631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5678468610984981631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5678468610984981631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5678468610984981631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you-lyle.html' title='Thank you Lyle'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3912011038969909878</id><published>2012-01-31T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:40:36.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 weeks tomorrow</title><content type='html'>today has been a very hard day.&amp;nbsp; brad stayed home from work because he was still sick, i made him sleep on the couch last day. i could not have him in bed moving around or making noises, it would have made me throw up.&amp;nbsp; he had a doctors appointment at 10am and they put him on antibiotics, steroids, and breathing treatments, and well he still can not breathe.&amp;nbsp; i had a dentist appointment at 11am my mom took me to.&amp;nbsp; the acid in my throw up knocked out a big filling.&amp;nbsp; they were suppose to do a temporary fix but it was so bad they had to do a filling.&amp;nbsp; my dentist is great and did it in 30 minutes!&amp;nbsp; it was not so bad though i felt like i was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;then off to do blood work to see if i need a feeding tube.&amp;nbsp; please pray that i don't. i was 6th in line and it took 45 minutes before my blood was drawn.&amp;nbsp; i really thought the world was ending and even saw spots.&amp;nbsp; the blood taker lady felt horrible and made sure i made it to the car. i got to the car and told my mom to hurry home I was going to die (of course all while I was drooling because I was numb). made it home and into bed, i feel like death. i just feel like i can't do this.&amp;nbsp; i asked brad if he thought this was still a good idea and he said yes.&amp;nbsp; i am not sure i agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3912011038969909878?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3912011038969909878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3912011038969909878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3912011038969909878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3912011038969909878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/8-weeks-tomorrow.html' title='8 weeks tomorrow'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3429435705557991744</id><published>2012-01-30T15:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T15:25:38.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hubby is sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_19_132795314499695"&gt;my husband came home from work with the flu,  what bad timing, he is a man and thinks the world is ending, I am not  sure he could handle hyperemesis he says he can not handle another hour  of it.&amp;nbsp; he is curled in fetal position moaning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_19_1327953144996112"&gt;&lt;br id="yui_3_2_0_19_132795314499651" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3429435705557991744?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3429435705557991744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3429435705557991744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3429435705557991744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3429435705557991744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-hubby-is-sick.html' title='my hubby is sick'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1369005173662901833</id><published>2012-01-30T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:07:33.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th disease</title><content type='html'>a few weeks ago my oldest daughter got 5th disease, last week my youngest daughter got 5th disease.&amp;nbsp; so i had to go get tested for it since it is very dangerous for the baby in my tummy.&amp;nbsp; i did blood work 2 weeks ago and the doctor finally called with the results this morning.&amp;nbsp; i had 5th disease as a child therefore i can not get it again.&amp;nbsp; amazing what blood work can tell you.&amp;nbsp; i am happy and thankful this is one thing i currently do not have to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1369005173662901833?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1369005173662901833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1369005173662901833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1369005173662901833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1369005173662901833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/5th-disease.html' title='5th disease'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7783324398087741789</id><published>2012-01-30T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:53:13.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bath</title><content type='html'>i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today, i am going to bath today..................i figured if i tell myself enough times i will have the energy and strengthen to do it!&amp;nbsp; It has been long overdue and every day i try to do it and start throwing up and give up.&amp;nbsp; this throw up needs to get out of my hair, brad said he could wash my hair in the sink but standing up leaning my head over I might pass out! i am going to do it today before my nurse comes out to change my dressings.&amp;nbsp; i have to go to the dentist tomorrow and get my tooth fixed and do blood work, oh please let me survive the next 48 hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7783324398087741789?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7783324398087741789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7783324398087741789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7783324398087741789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7783324398087741789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/bath.html' title='bath'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8620880226526418217</id><published>2012-01-29T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:59:42.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>toilet</title><content type='html'>i throw up in the toilet today while brad and the girls were at church instead of my bowl and it was really gross, water splashed on my face, i am sticking to my bowl.....................i am so sick of throwing up!&amp;nbsp; please give me a break tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8620880226526418217?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8620880226526418217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8620880226526418217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8620880226526418217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8620880226526418217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/toilet.html' title='toilet'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5143450884560221203</id><published>2012-01-29T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T06:14:56.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>everyone knows i am not a tearful person, i pretty much never cry but as i opened my e-mail last night and this morning i was filled with letters of support from woman as far as Scotland offering support and love who has suffered through hyperemesis.&amp;nbsp; the web master named Lyle on a website about hyperemesis and a book called, beyond morning sickness, had these woman contact me.&amp;nbsp; it was emotional and brought tears to my eyes of the love and support these woman have for us sisters fighting or have fought this battle against hyperemesis.&amp;nbsp; i thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hour update on throw-up-----------10 times, ended the night with 3 bouts of stomach acid coming up! hoping for a better day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5143450884560221203?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5143450884560221203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5143450884560221203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5143450884560221203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5143450884560221203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1334489591510474344</id><published>2012-01-28T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:41:55.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oHe0HyoJNc/TySTwKVDTwI/AAAAAAAACs4/ZAqbfFOT04c/s1600/DSCN9478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oHe0HyoJNc/TySTwKVDTwI/AAAAAAAACs4/ZAqbfFOT04c/s400/DSCN9478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the picc line without the cover on, you can see the purple tube is what goes inside of me.&amp;nbsp; They actually stitched that purple T thing to my arm, the stitches itch and drive me crazy.&amp;nbsp; They said if they fall out to call and they will put them back in.&amp;nbsp; I think I will try super glue first!&amp;nbsp; The nurses come every Monday and change my dressings.&amp;nbsp; It has to be a sterile environment so the kids have to go in their room and the nurse masks up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ppkcVDrKJI/TyST75udJlI/AAAAAAAACtA/MzYElG85IJ8/s1600/DSCN9476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ppkcVDrKJI/TyST75udJlI/AAAAAAAACtA/MzYElG85IJ8/s400/DSCN9476.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brad's picture of me after I throw-up 2 cups of chili this is what I e-mailed my friend Bec about the chili:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;chili was a really bad idea.....................................so sorry i ate that&lt;br /&gt;Bec:You just made me laugh out loud!&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;Me:you would not have been laughing if you were sitting next to me like poor Brad, he kept saying, "Don't miss the bowl and hit me!" "It smells so bad, I think I am going to get sick!" "Why did I get you chili!" "Did you even chew it up? It looks the same!"...................great hubby support!&amp;nbsp; I love you hunny!&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/sarah.stevens8@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/becvec@comcast.net&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1334489591510474344?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1334489591510474344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1334489591510474344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1334489591510474344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1334489591510474344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-fun.html' title='NO FUN'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oHe0HyoJNc/TySTwKVDTwI/AAAAAAAACs4/ZAqbfFOT04c/s72-c/DSCN9478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7429331772271148552</id><published>2012-01-28T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:10:00.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks and 3 days</title><content type='html'>last night my 2 year old hit my jaw i thought i heard a crack and i freaked out.&amp;nbsp; went to the bathroom. looked in the mirror and my tooth was hanging.&amp;nbsp; she knocked out my tooth!&amp;nbsp; no way, i can not handle this right now!&amp;nbsp; i laid in bed and freaked out!&amp;nbsp; i called the dentist this morning, luckily i was having no pain.&amp;nbsp; went in and she knocked out a big filling and left my tooth the way it was.&amp;nbsp; so monday i&amp;nbsp; get it fixed, thank goodnedd i do not need a crown or root canal.&amp;nbsp; how will i keep my mouth open without throwing up to get it fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news is i only throw up 2 times in the last 24 hours but was nauseous all 24 hours.&amp;nbsp; i did eat a bowl of chili from wendys and kept it down.&amp;nbsp; i do not feel better, but i do feel a slight increase of feeling normal, i will take anything at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7429331772271148552?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7429331772271148552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7429331772271148552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7429331772271148552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7429331772271148552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-weeks-and-3-days.html' title='7 weeks and 3 days'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2976232660197255205</id><published>2012-01-27T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:38:17.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>throw up</title><content type='html'>brads wants to know of the 230 days left, how many am i going to make it through?&amp;nbsp; yesterday was the worst day to date and i am determined for today to be a better day. yesterday i thought i was ready for a feeding tube the throw up had gotten so bad.&amp;nbsp; i threw up all night and brad was my cheer leader yelling, MVP!&amp;nbsp; we filled up 3 large bowls, brad could not keep them clean fast enough!&amp;nbsp; though there are 20 people from brads work with the flu and they are dropping like flys..................he better not get sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2976232660197255205?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2976232660197255205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2976232660197255205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2976232660197255205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2976232660197255205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/throw-up.html' title='throw up'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7422950551087658104</id><published>2012-01-26T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T10:30:02.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks 1 day, 230 days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pregnology.com/pregnancy/09/12/2012" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pregnancy%20ticker" border="0" height="185" src="http://www.pregnology.com/preggoticker2/777777/000000/My%20pregnancy/09/12/2012.png" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pregnology.com/" style="color: #444444; font-size: 9pt;" target="_blank"&gt;Make a pregnancy ticker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not very good at blogging because i am so sick.&amp;nbsp; i do not keep anything down.&amp;nbsp; i throw up all the time.&amp;nbsp; and i have a bad attitude because i am so sick.&amp;nbsp; i am so thankful to my hubby for all he does and my mom for doing everything, i could not do it without her.&amp;nbsp; and my friends for the uplifting calls and e-mails, and cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7422950551087658104?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7422950551087658104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7422950551087658104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7422950551087658104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7422950551087658104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/7-weeks-1-day-230-days-to-go.html' title='7 weeks 1 day, 230 days to go'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1005309977449986576</id><published>2012-01-25T16:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:33:54.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;We saw the baby today and the heartbeat......140bpm, my mom says it is a good sign it is a boy!  HA HA HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1005309977449986576?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1005309977449986576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1005309977449986576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1005309977449986576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1005309977449986576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-saw-baby-today-and-heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5865570451886097934</id><published>2012-01-25T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:20:15.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby #5.................really?</title><content type='html'>so i feel like death, i do not remember it being this bad.&amp;nbsp; i am so sick and can not do anything or even move.&amp;nbsp; i throw up all the time, i never eat or drink, and I am stuck to an iv pole! when brad got home from work last night i asked him when he would like me to make his appointment for his vasectomy.&amp;nbsp; a good time would be right after the baby is born when he has a week off.&amp;nbsp; i told him i too was going to do some kind of permanent birth control so that we are double protected, i do not want an accident happening.&amp;nbsp; do you know what he said to me?&amp;nbsp; he said.................i am not sure if we are done!&amp;nbsp; i yelled, what?&amp;nbsp; he said he is leaving it in gods hands how many children we have.&amp;nbsp; i told him i could not mentally or physically handle being pregnant again.&amp;nbsp; he said only god knows what i can handle, that i do not know what i can handle.&amp;nbsp; i told him i can not even handle this pregnancy and he laughed at me and said i was doing amazing he doesn't know any other woman that could do what i do.&amp;nbsp; i had no clue what to say, there is no way in hell i am doing this again!&amp;nbsp; excuse the language, maybe he needs another wife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5865570451886097934?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5865570451886097934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5865570451886097934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5865570451886097934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5865570451886097934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/baby-5really.html' title='baby #5.................really?'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-70770539381552980</id><published>2012-01-24T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:53:10.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>why is my throw up yellow if the only thing going in my body is clear IV fluids?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-70770539381552980?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/70770539381552980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=70770539381552980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/70770539381552980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/70770539381552980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8469836818835107986</id><published>2012-01-24T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:27:25.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love throwing up.............no really it gives me an hour of feeling normal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;After  hugging the toilet for the 25th time today, my sweet Maddie walked in  the bathroom and rubbed my back for me like Brad does when I am sick.  I  love my girls, they were worth it and this one will be  too.............I hope :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8469836818835107986?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8469836818835107986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8469836818835107986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8469836818835107986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8469836818835107986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-throwing-upno-really-it-gives-me.html' title='I love throwing up.............no really it gives me an hour of feeling normal!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7039003943893865736</id><published>2012-01-24T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:31:36.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultrasound tomorrow</title><content type='html'>which means i must leave my chair and house, do you know how hard that is?&amp;nbsp; i am still really sick and still do not know how I am going to do this for weeks.............................hopefully seeing the baby will perk my spirits up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7039003943893865736?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7039003943893865736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7039003943893865736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7039003943893865736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7039003943893865736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/ultrasound-tomorrow.html' title='ultrasound tomorrow'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6481896968714127662</id><published>2012-01-23T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T06:49:45.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just too sick to blog</title><content type='html'>sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6481896968714127662?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6481896968714127662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6481896968714127662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6481896968714127662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6481896968714127662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-too-sick-to-blog.html' title='just too sick to blog'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2849763336067526915</id><published>2012-01-20T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:12:44.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures of the picc line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGUOLuW--cY/Txn0uj2h5CI/AAAAAAAACso/o2hRo5i36uw/s1600/DSCN9473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGUOLuW--cY/Txn0uj2h5CI/AAAAAAAACso/o2hRo5i36uw/s400/DSCN9473.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA-c_WkQhN8/Txn0zEr-d4I/AAAAAAAACsw/t-eGr28zNPU/s1600/DSCN9472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gA-c_WkQhN8/Txn0zEr-d4I/AAAAAAAACsw/t-eGr28zNPU/s400/DSCN9472.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2849763336067526915?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2849763336067526915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2849763336067526915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2849763336067526915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2849763336067526915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/pictures-of-picc-line.html' title='pictures of the picc line'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGUOLuW--cY/Txn0uj2h5CI/AAAAAAAACso/o2hRo5i36uw/s72-c/DSCN9473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1241554282689247285</id><published>2012-01-20T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T14:13:04.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picc info</title><content type='html'>My best attempt to blog for a moment.&amp;nbsp; My arm is killing me.&amp;nbsp; It is so sore from the surgery.&amp;nbsp; I am still nauseous and have felt no relief.&amp;nbsp; I want to be thrown out in the snow and left to freeze to death, I feel that bad.&amp;nbsp; It has only been a week how am I going to last months?&amp;nbsp; I was so nervous this morning before the procedure and nauseous.&amp;nbsp; The nurses were all great but the doctor was odd.&amp;nbsp; Who likes sitting on an operating table wide awake?&amp;nbsp; With my last picc I did not need stitches or feel the blood running down my arm during the surgery.&amp;nbsp; The home healthcare nurse came out and got me hooked up.&amp;nbsp; She thought I had a blood clot and went and got heparin to put in my picc line and I knew heparin was a blood thinner, I knew the tube was in my heart, and I knew I was a bleeder.&amp;nbsp; I told her not to use it.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness!&amp;nbsp; Come to find out the tube just needed un-clamped and opened up!&amp;nbsp; No blood clot at all.&amp;nbsp; I should have let her kill me :)&amp;nbsp; Brad said he would have had a nice mal-practice suit :)&amp;nbsp; HA HA HA!&amp;nbsp; I have had a bag of fluids and I still do not feel better.&amp;nbsp; Please relief come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1241554282689247285?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1241554282689247285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1241554282689247285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1241554282689247285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1241554282689247285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/picc-info.html' title='Picc info'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5316010869452727990</id><published>2012-01-20T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T08:21:10.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picc line</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Surgery  is over, my arm is numb and feels like it weighs 40 pounds.  A ton of  stitches but the 2 tubes are in my chest.  In the operating room the  doctor requested 70's rock........Hotel California!  Thanks for all the  thoughts and prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5316010869452727990?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5316010869452727990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5316010869452727990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5316010869452727990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5316010869452727990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/picc-line.html' title='picc line'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6467588654567260828</id><published>2012-01-19T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:30:53.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IV pole delivered</title><content type='html'>We just got a knock on the door and it was our IV pole for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I can not believe I will be having surgery in the morning but I have no admit I am not as nervous as I was last time because I know what to expect.&amp;nbsp; It will be nice to get some relief.&amp;nbsp; This week has gone by fast thank goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6467588654567260828?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6467588654567260828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6467588654567260828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6467588654567260828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6467588654567260828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/iv-pole-delivered.html' title='IV pole delivered'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-336605003801422534</id><published>2012-01-19T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:20:42.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHAT AN ALLERGIC REACTION LOOKS LIKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-it-6WM00npw/TxilFAjQJiI/AAAAAAAACrg/UGW_TK2_1nw/s1600/DSCN9471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-it-6WM00npw/TxilFAjQJiI/AAAAAAAACrg/UGW_TK2_1nw/s400/DSCN9471.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Zofran Pump does not like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-336605003801422534?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/336605003801422534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=336605003801422534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/336605003801422534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/336605003801422534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-what-allergic-reaction-looks.html' title='THIS IS WHAT AN ALLERGIC REACTION LOOKS LIKE'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-it-6WM00npw/TxilFAjQJiI/AAAAAAAACrg/UGW_TK2_1nw/s72-c/DSCN9471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1658718918129487066</id><published>2012-01-19T11:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:11:41.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more pump :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Had  and allergic reaction to the pump in my stomach and I am now scheduled  for surgery tomorrow morning at 9am to get a picc line put in (tube in my  chest).  On a good note I finally hit 6 weeks..........34 weeks to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1658718918129487066?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1658718918129487066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1658718918129487066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1658718918129487066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1658718918129487066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-more-pump.html' title='No more pump :('/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5730867055632116597</id><published>2012-01-18T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:22:00.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pump is in!</title><content type='html'>Just in case you wanted to see pictures of my big belly!&amp;nbsp; When I had a pump before they did it in your leg but they said in your belly works better.&amp;nbsp; They made me do it myself which I have NEVER done before.&amp;nbsp; Either my dad or great friends like Lisa did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you take a big needle that has a catheter wrapped around it and jab it into your tummy.&amp;nbsp; You take the needle out and leave the catheter in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-BCpdBBU6w/Txc2Zrol9lI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pV0x4rL_oOM/s1600/DSCN9456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-BCpdBBU6w/Txc2Zrol9lI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pV0x4rL_oOM/s400/DSCN9456.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZzERYDvXA8/Txc2eVLbeFI/AAAAAAAACrY/-90kYyT6qos/s1600/DSCN9453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZzERYDvXA8/Txc2eVLbeFI/AAAAAAAACrY/-90kYyT6qos/s400/DSCN9453.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my pump it pumps zofran into all the time.&amp;nbsp; They gave me a bolus does which seemed to help a lot.&amp;nbsp; They wanted to give me a shot in my&amp;nbsp; butt with extra zofran and I told them I would pass!&amp;nbsp; Had they lost their mind!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company that put my pump in was so excited to put one in (because it is so rare) they had 3 people come out to watch because each nurse has to do 3 before they can do it by themselves.&amp;nbsp; I told them I was happy to help them (NOT)!&amp;nbsp; They practiced on their tummy's they were so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5730867055632116597?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5730867055632116597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5730867055632116597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5730867055632116597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5730867055632116597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/pump-is-in.html' title='The Pump is in!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-BCpdBBU6w/Txc2Zrol9lI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pV0x4rL_oOM/s72-c/DSCN9456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7025119006847668613</id><published>2012-01-18T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:04:36.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zofran pump almost 6 weeks!</title><content type='html'>I have not been blogging much because I feel so horrible.&amp;nbsp; I honestly do not remember being this sick with the others but I know I was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I feel like I am on horrible scarey no fun roller coaster ride and I can not get off, it just keeps going and going with no sight at end!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am not mentally strong with this one like I was with the other ones.&amp;nbsp; I do not want to do this again and I do not remember feeling that way with the other ones either.&amp;nbsp; This will be the last Stevens baby though Brad told the doctor yesterday we will be having another one.&amp;nbsp; He will never get sex again until he is fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home healthcare is coming out at 1:30pm today to start a zofran pump, I hope that will give me some relief, anything............please.........................................I can not take this any longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7025119006847668613?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7025119006847668613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7025119006847668613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7025119006847668613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7025119006847668613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/zofran-pump-almost-6-weeks.html' title='Zofran pump almost 6 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5638282813010806573</id><published>2012-01-18T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:57:47.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I lost 3 pounds in one week, dehydrated, and spilling proteins. So, off to our first infusion of many! Brad told me to smile in-between throwing up! Here is my best CHEESY smile! Home healthcare is due to start coming out in the next 48 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TqJfTikM_e4/TxbdeqPNvII/AAAAAAAACq4/2GyKIgEanFs/s1600/DSCN9450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TqJfTikM_e4/TxbdeqPNvII/AAAAAAAACq4/2GyKIgEanFs/s400/DSCN9450.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3oE9fGoU32w/TxbdjLmARyI/AAAAAAAACrA/oh_eK-kzVKc/s1600/DSCN9451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3oE9fGoU32w/TxbdjLmARyI/AAAAAAAACrA/oh_eK-kzVKc/s400/DSCN9451.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5638282813010806573?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5638282813010806573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5638282813010806573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5638282813010806573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5638282813010806573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TqJfTikM_e4/TxbdeqPNvII/AAAAAAAACq4/2GyKIgEanFs/s72-c/DSCN9450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8695130905872593618</id><published>2012-01-17T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:10:49.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up since 3am...................feel like death</title><content type='html'>doctors at 1:20 today, hopefully they will put me to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8695130905872593618?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8695130905872593618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8695130905872593618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8695130905872593618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8695130905872593618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/up-since-3amfeel-like-death.html' title='Up since 3am...................feel like death'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4741721198558539103</id><published>2012-01-16T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:40:20.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for uplifting notes and calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326763268160225"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the most part I am not well enough to talk on the phone and am not good with answering the phone.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy e-mails and facebook comments.&amp;nbsp; This one came from my cousin Kari who actually had hyperemesis with 3 boys and was SICKER then I am!&amp;nbsp; I remember being a teenager in high school and going to visit her in Oregon with my grandparents and we went to the ocean and a light house and Kari was laying in the road by the light house on the ground throwing up everywhere.&amp;nbsp; She was so sick she could not move.&amp;nbsp; I remember thinking she was nuts for having kids let alone 3!&amp;nbsp; Now look at me!&amp;nbsp; She sent me this lovely note reminding me my grandparents are on the other side helping me threw this!&amp;nbsp; I love you Kari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1326763268160225"&gt;"Sarah, Sarah, I am  with you in spirit. If I could take it away for a day, I would becase I  know what to do and how to combat it. Even with your knowledge and my  knowledge together, however, that sweet baby has to grow and that means  our bodies have to react because one of our challenges is this disease  you and I inherited from that woman we both call grandma! She will help  you and I will pray for you everyday. Put a pillow in every room and a  pitcher!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4741721198558539103?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4741721198558539103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4741721198558539103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4741721198558539103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4741721198558539103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you-for-uplifting-notes-and-calls.html' title='Thank you for uplifting notes and calls'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7273690256372177884</id><published>2012-01-16T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:31:03.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday..................Brad had to go to work :(</title><content type='html'>I need my hubby at home!&amp;nbsp; He went to work today but will be home tomorrow to take me to doctors appointments and hopefully the infusion unit for fluids and to set up the surgery for a picc line.&amp;nbsp; I started throwing up my stomach lining today and threw it up 4 times in 2 hours.&amp;nbsp; How is that possible?&amp;nbsp; I have thrown up all day, but I am still not taking zofran.&amp;nbsp; I would much rather throw up then have a horrible headache!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it is just the pill zofran that does it!&amp;nbsp; My mom brought the girls over lunch which was a huge help from KFC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7273690256372177884?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7273690256372177884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7273690256372177884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7273690256372177884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7273690256372177884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/mondaybrad-had-to-go-to-work.html' title='Monday..................Brad had to go to work :('/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6255648023583650084</id><published>2012-01-15T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:28:08.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Still dying................not sure if I feel better with or without the zofran.&amp;nbsp; Zofran gives me a horrible headache and I only took 1 today instead of 4 like yesterday!&amp;nbsp; I have been in bed all day my dad even had to come over while Brad was at church with Lizzie to feed the other 2 girls breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6255648023583650084?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6255648023583650084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6255648023583650084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6255648023583650084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6255648023583650084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-576632299566583873</id><published>2012-01-14T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:52:22.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks and 2 days!</title><content type='html'>I AM GOING TO DIE!&amp;nbsp; I woke up sometime before the crack of dawn sicker then a dog.&amp;nbsp; I took my zofran, and it did not kick in until 11am!&amp;nbsp; I thought I was going to die.&amp;nbsp; Brad got up at 6am and watched 20/20 with me on getting free sperm on the internet, odd topic considering our situation.&amp;nbsp; Maddie woke up and I was holding her in one arm and the bowl in the other arm.&amp;nbsp; Fairly sure I was going to die! All 3 kids needed breathing treatments this morning for wheezing.&amp;nbsp; Brad would tell me while I was on the bathroom floor I was the VIP of the family!&amp;nbsp; VIP's are not suppose to be &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Brad was suppose to coach ym basketball this morning at 9am but I was too sick.&amp;nbsp; He went out grocery shopping to stock up on food the kids can get and make themselves. Will I make it until Tuesday without IV's? How many more weeks do I have?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-576632299566583873?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/576632299566583873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=576632299566583873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/576632299566583873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/576632299566583873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-weeks-and-2-days.html' title='5 weeks and 2 days!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4925204991619554637</id><published>2012-01-13T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T17:49:03.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zofran or Not!</title><content type='html'>I have had a kinda bad day, I am not hungry and I felt yucky all day, apple juice did not even taste good.&amp;nbsp; I didn't eat or much at all today.&amp;nbsp; We had a really bad snow storm today so I laid around all day, it took everything to give the kids lunch.&amp;nbsp; Brad came home and I decided I wanted to get out and get some fresh snow air.&amp;nbsp; We drove 30 minuted to Texas Roadhouse.&amp;nbsp; We ran into Lizzie's teacher.&amp;nbsp; We got to the car and the girls were buckled and Brad was outside scraping windows and I started throwing up everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I did not even have enough time to open my door, out my nose and all!&amp;nbsp; I am not ready!&amp;nbsp; Please give me one more week.&amp;nbsp; Brad says I should start taking my zofran, I am just not sure I am ready for the nasty side effects.&amp;nbsp; But, If I am sick tomorrow I guess I will have no choice!&amp;nbsp; Please a few more days..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4925204991619554637?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4925204991619554637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4925204991619554637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4925204991619554637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4925204991619554637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/zofran-or-not.html' title='Zofran or Not!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9116488450860951008</id><published>2012-01-12T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T06:59:56.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>Well I am 5 weeks today and still feel really good.&amp;nbsp; Biggest complaint is I am tired all the time but I can not sleep at night I am up all night long.&amp;nbsp; I have a really bad cold and I cough so much my back hurts!&amp;nbsp; I also have to pee all the time.&amp;nbsp; But no sever nauseousness yet!&amp;nbsp; We will see what next week brings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9116488450860951008?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9116488450860951008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9116488450860951008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9116488450860951008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9116488450860951008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-weeks.html' title='5 Weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5071615040540809719</id><published>2012-01-11T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:34:43.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks &amp; 6 days</title><content type='html'>This is what I found in a large pink bowl this morning!  Thanks Brad!  HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honestly not that sick yet and do not need a bowl or a bowl that size yet, I more just feel yucky and do not feel like eating, or really getting out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkGvaFPGFR0/Tw2d4pnuptI/AAAAAAAACqY/3NLt3P1-yqo/s1600/DSCN9444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkGvaFPGFR0/Tw2d4pnuptI/AAAAAAAACqY/3NLt3P1-yqo/s400/DSCN9444.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5071615040540809719?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5071615040540809719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5071615040540809719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5071615040540809719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5071615040540809719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/4-weeks-6-days.html' title='4 Weeks &amp; 6 days'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkGvaFPGFR0/Tw2d4pnuptI/AAAAAAAACqY/3NLt3P1-yqo/s72-c/DSCN9444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4523448207337288900</id><published>2012-01-09T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:09:58.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are pregnant!</title><content type='html'>It is true, probably a little early to be spreading the news but, I only have a week or so before Hyperemesis hits and my life will end as I know it.  It feels like I know the day I will die.  A weird feeling.  I am 4 weeks and 4 days.  Too early to tell people, but hyperemesis hits between  5-6 weeks.  The count down is on, I already have seen my obgyn, and I all ready have my zofran (zofran -Ondansetron is used to prevent nausea and vomiting caused by cancer chemotherapy, radiation therapy, and surgery. Ondansetron is in a class of medications called serotonin 5-HT3 receptor antagonists. It works by blocking the action of serotonin, a natural substance that may cause nausea and vomiting).  So, it is official!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4523448207337288900?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4523448207337288900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4523448207337288900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4523448207337288900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4523448207337288900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-pregnant.html' title='We are pregnant!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8448825116596799790</id><published>2012-01-03T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:32:40.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #4</title><content type='html'>Can you believe I am actually crazy enough to be talking about Baby #4?  In October Brad and I were trying to decide whether or not to have another little one and we got the strongest answer we have probably ever received from our Heavenly Father that we were suppose to have another one. I am not sure it was 100% what Brad and I wanted but we were willing to listen to God, he does know all.  Once we came to the decision to do it, I felt more at peace.  I suffer from Extreme Hyperemesis and I am not sure I am ready to put my body, kids, and husband through it, but it is now in Gods hands.  Hopefully we will know in the next few months.  We only have until March to try, because I must get pregnant and deliver in the same year for insurance purposes, how sad is that?  We will see.....stay tuned to this blog to find out first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8448825116596799790?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8448825116596799790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8448825116596799790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8448825116596799790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8448825116596799790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2012/01/baby-4.html' title='Baby #4'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9081318879821616153</id><published>2009-11-11T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:21:57.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Svs8Y4WMA2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/dFbXlwWqqDM/s1600-h/DSCN6053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Svs8Y4WMA2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/dFbXlwWqqDM/s200/DSCN6053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402978576101016418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Svs8ItiBuPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IDvP6FXuSoo/s1600-h/DSCN6078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Svs8ItiBuPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IDvP6FXuSoo/s200/DSCN6078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402978298319976690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is it for blogging about hyperemesis!  Thank Goodness!  I have now survived 3 pregnancies with hyperemesis, I am not sure if we will attempt to survive a fourth or not, it will be in the Lord's hands.  But I do want women to know that if they have hyperemesis they too can make it through.  If you have any questions feel free to leave a comment and I will e-mail you back.  Thanks to many friends, family, and church family for the help through this pregnancy.  I would never have been able to do it with out you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9081318879821616153?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9081318879821616153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9081318879821616153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9081318879821616153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9081318879821616153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-blog.html' title='The last Blog'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Svs8Y4WMA2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/dFbXlwWqqDM/s72-c/DSCN6053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6842481240037371426</id><published>2009-11-02T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:00:15.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth details..don't read if you don't want DETAILS!</title><content type='html'>The birth story of Madelyn Francis Stevens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my mother in law came down at 6:30am to watch the girls for the day...Brad would be home by evening to watch them and we would have a new baby..or so we thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the hospital, Brad in the back and my Mom next to me, the trunk full of pillows, hospital bags, and things for the baby...oh and don't forget the cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Chick Fil A because last time I gave birth...yes only 2 years ago, you couldn't eat during labor...so I wanted a full stomach before going to the hospital!  So some chicken minis and hash browns were great.  I was on about 2 hours of sleep because I was up all night...I had a bad feeling about today...I chalked it up to nerves....my mom and husband kept telling me it was my 3rd baby and I was going to pop her out easily (never believe people when they tell you what you want to hear)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked and went to registration at the hospital, I registered and got put into my labor and delivery room.  A cute little young nurse walked in and said she would be my nurse until 7pm.  Brad was not in the room yet but I thought, wait until he sees my nurse he will want to deliver a baby (I know my husband)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough he walked in and saw the nurse and said something like, "Wow....that's the cutest nurse I've ever seen!"  He preceded to tell my mom (whom was on the phone with my dad) to tell my dad he was really missing out this time!  Then he practiced using my mom's camera by taking pictures of the nurse (so my Dad could see what he was missing!).  Now some women would be mad and I thought it was hilarious...you have to know my husband he is a dork (in a cute, funny way)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came in and checked me, I was 1.5 centimeters dilated, and my cervix was still long and thick, I was only 30% effaced.  We will call her Dr.L, I thought I liked Dr. L but my opinion is about to change as the day goes on.  She says she can't give me pitocin because she doesn't want me to have contractions until I am thinned out, so every 6 hours she would give my 1/4 of a pill to swallow that would thin my cervix out, and it could take a few days!  A few days!  I don't have that kind of time!  I need to be home in a few days!  I was hoping by tomorrow to be home!  I was upset but Brad told me it wasn't going to be a few days, well I knew it was not going to be a few hours either!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....We decided to play cards to pass the time, and of course my husband asked our nurse to play...he is just so funny!  Then when we play cards we whistle when you draw a wild card, yes back to being dorks.  Well the nurse bent down to pick something up and Brad drew a wild and whistled.  It was so funny my mom and I started laughing, it was like he was whistling at the nurse.  He totally didn't get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played cards, and played cards, and played cards......They started me on antibiotics since I was group B strep, and I needed the antibiotics every 8 hours.  When they did the IV I thought I was going to die, I have really bad veins and it took a few try's....my arm was all bruised.  It was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon my husband and mom were hungry so they left me for 2 hours to go out to lunch!  Laboring wife, husband ditches to go have a nice lunch... no I didn't care the quiet was nice, I took a nap.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally at 3:00pm the doctor decided I was ready for a small amount of pitocin.  I was so excited I could have cried, I tried to convince the nurse to give me a large amount but she wouldn't :)  I was eating a turkey sandwich about every 2 hours since the nurse informed me I could eat during labor, it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 5pm hit, and the worse was about to come...CONTRACTIONS every 1.5 minute lasting 50 seconds...the longest 50 seconds of my life.  Well, when I signed up to have this baby 9 months ago I was under the impression I would feel no pain...I needed an epidural!  I was now crying bouncing on a stupid birthing ball that was not helping, my husband was telling me things like, "I love you, You can do this, You are the strongest person I know...!"  It was really gross and I wanted to hit him!  I think I said some inappropriate things and told him to be quiet, I hate being in pain and people talking to me.  Where's the drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dr. L came in and checked me I was 2 centimeters dilated (I still had 8 more to go!) and 60% effaced and she would not give me an epidural! She told me to wait until the next doctor came on call.  Which was 7pm!  It now was only 5:45pm.  Was she crazy!  I was going to die here!  I could not even breathe through the contractions.  I had never felt pain like that before!  Well I survived until 6:45pm a nurse came in and I told her I needed drugs and I needed them now!  7:30 I got my epidural when the new doctor came on whom I love. Dr. C.  My best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That epidural hurt 10 times less then the IV, I had no headache, no backache.  Not even a mark in my back.  It was great, it was wonderful!  I love epidurals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played some more cards, took a nap.  While I was napping we got a new nurse, whom happened to be just as cute as our first nurse.  Brad decided to ask her, her life story, where she went to school , where she grew up, she worked at a restaurant that Brad and I went to, she had been with her boyfriend for 10 years, just got engaged...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started having bad pain at 10pm so they gave me more drugs in my epidurual which now was a mistake.  The nurse checked me and I was 9.5 centimeters dilated.   I went from a 2 to a 10 in 2.5 hours!  Which is really quick!  She told Brad to move the cards, we were going to have a baby very quickly (Brad was upset because he was winning the game)...SHE WAS WRONG!!!!!!  We pushed until midnight..2 long painful hours!!!!!!!  I was so tired. I was throwing up everywhere, and sleeping between contractions, I was very numb from the redose epidural they eventually turned the epidural off.  The doctor had to leave the room 3 times to deliver other baby's while I pushed.  I was making no progress as I pushed.  It was crazy!  The baby's heartbeat was under 90 and it was above 160 all day, fetal stress.  They put an oxygen mask on me.  Finally the doctor said we need to make some decisions.  She wanted to use a vacumm to get the baby out.  Brad and I weren't sure but finally decided to try it.  They put the vacumm on and with in 2 minutes she was out.  She was sunny side up and completely stuck!  They had no idea, that is why my pushing for 2 hours was going no where.  Baby Madelyn was perfect but blue and a huge cone on her head.  She layed on me and the doctor stiched me up, she was 8 pounds 11 ounces and tore me pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor left to do a c-section and the nurse rubbed my stomach and realized I was hemorrhaging.  I gave the baby to Brad because I hemorrhaged with my last one and knew how bad it was about to get.  She picked up the phone and called the doctor in the operating room and nurses to come help.  I hemorrhaged until 3am, it was really bad.  There was blood everywhere, some blood clots almost the size of golf balls.  Every time she pushed on my stomach it would be like someone was shot, blood was everywhere.  When they finally got it under control they had to weigh all the towels they used to clean up the blood and if the towels weighed a certain amount then I had to go to ICU, if they did not weigh a certain amount then I could go to a postpartum room with the baby. The towels were piled up on the baby scale, it was a big mountain of bloody towels and luckily the weight was close but not enough for ICU.  My mom left in the middle of all of this, she could not handle the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got moved to our room at 4am and it was a shared room...gross who wants to share a bathroom with another bleeding woman?  Brad crawled into bed with me because there was no where else for him and the 3 of us tried to get a few hours of sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we were moved into a private room.  Recovery was great!  It was the best out of the 3 kids.  When I woke up my bleeding was very small, usually I bleed a ton!  Must of been all the medicine to get me to quit bleeding.  My stitches didn't hurt, my epidural in my back wasn't sore.  I could walk around, sit, dance, shower, I felt great.  Usually I want pain pills, but didn't really feel like I needed them.  I was tired, very tired, but not in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was induced Tuesday morning, had the baby Wednesday, went home Thursday at noon, picked Emmie up from preschool Thursday afternoon, and took Lizzie to school Friday morning.  That's how great I felt!  Postpartum was a breeze, labor was a nightmare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6842481240037371426?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6842481240037371426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6842481240037371426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6842481240037371426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6842481240037371426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/11/birth-detailsdont-read-if-you-dont-want.html' title='Birth details..don&apos;t read if you don&apos;t want DETAILS!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4647529018804255272</id><published>2009-11-01T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:50:07.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Su46yXT5MEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0M33ChoyvIA/s1600-h/DSCN6041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Su46csmzI1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VzgD-bdcrrM/s200/DSCN6000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399317267948446546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Su46KpxW8uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gu8rn5SxspI/s1600-h/DSCN5987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Su46KpxW8uI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gu8rn5SxspI/s200/DSCN5987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399316957949784802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4647529018804255272?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4647529018804255272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4647529018804255272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4647529018804255272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4647529018804255272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Su46yXT5MEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0M33ChoyvIA/s72-c/DSCN6041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3867241962793224396</id><published>2009-10-29T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:01:48.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madelyn Francis Stevens</title><content type='html'>Quick update until I have more time for details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - October 28th, Wednesday at 12:47am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight - 8 pounds 11 ounces...my smallest baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - 22 inches long...my longest baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who she looks like, she has dark blue eyes but i think they will turn brown.  She does not have red hair, it is very dark, but not a lot of it.  She is very beautiful and perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was induced at 7:30am on Tuesday and was in labor until 12:47 the next day, I pushed for 2 hours with nothing and they decided to use the vacuum because she was stuck, sure enough she was sunny side up.  She has a nice mark on her head from the vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After birth I hemorrhaged for a few hours and almost had to go to ICU.  We didn't leave the delivery room until 4am due to trying to get the bleeding to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had to stay for 36 hours due to the beta strep b, thank goodness she has no signs of it, I did get 3 bags of antibiotics during labor.  She is completely healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info later..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3867241962793224396?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3867241962793224396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3867241962793224396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3867241962793224396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3867241962793224396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/madelyn-francis-stevens.html' title='Madelyn Francis Stevens'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4511950266817903775</id><published>2009-10-26T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:34:36.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 hours till we check in!</title><content type='html'>I am so nervous I could throw up!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4511950266817903775?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4511950266817903775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4511950266817903775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4511950266817903775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4511950266817903775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-hours-till-we-check-in.html' title='7 hours till we check in!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3340114348689544519</id><published>2009-10-25T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:05:24.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days late!</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought on your 3rd child you would be so late.  My mom flew in from Ohio yesterday since my dad had to leave.  I am very uncomfortable and hot all the time but hanging in there.  Tuesday looks like it will be the day they induce me, hopefully it will be an easy induction, and hopefully Brad will be able to update my blog :)  Love you hunny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3340114348689544519?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3340114348689544519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3340114348689544519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3340114348689544519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3340114348689544519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-days-late.html' title='8 days late!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2575752012698914076</id><published>2009-10-21T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:42:17.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days late!</title><content type='html'>My dad came to see the baby be born and he had to leave today back to Ohio, I am so sad he missed the birth :(  Still no signs of baby coming any time soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2575752012698914076?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2575752012698914076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2575752012698914076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2575752012698914076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2575752012698914076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-days-late.html' title='4 days late!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8589484497251177938</id><published>2009-10-19T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:37:22.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Doctors!</title><content type='html'>Well Baby passed all the tests with flying colors!!!!!!!  They will induce me next Tuesday.  We have to wait a whole week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8589484497251177938?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8589484497251177938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8589484497251177938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8589484497251177938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8589484497251177938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-from-doctors.html' title='Back from Doctors!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4477440890143900888</id><published>2009-10-19T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:13:31.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days over due!</title><content type='html'>So today is test day lets keep our fingers cross they decide to take the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9:45 I have to go to the doctors and they are going to see how the baby sounds and if I am dilating any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to eat and have a full stomach, I have to go check into the hospital at 12:15 and have an AFI done which checks the fluid around the baby, then I have to go have a stress test done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to drink a bunch of water and go to another place at 3:45 and have an ultrasound done to see if the baby is over 9 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy day!  Wish me luck!  I'll have Brad post if we have this baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday today to my mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4477440890143900888?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4477440890143900888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4477440890143900888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4477440890143900888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4477440890143900888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-days-over-due.html' title='2 days over due!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3889758914227671190</id><published>2009-10-17T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:35:15.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUE DATE TODAY!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>And no sign of baby coming!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3889758914227671190?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3889758914227671190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3889758914227671190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3889758914227671190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3889758914227671190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/due-date-today.html' title='DUE DATE TODAY!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9001470046307564878</id><published>2009-10-13T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:15:04.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday...39.5 weeks..or close enough</title><content type='html'>Well woke up this morning and I was bleeding, and the electricity was out.  I called Brad at work and said I thought we should go to the hospital.  We took the kids to Angee's.....Thank you so much Angee!!!!!!!!!  Went to the hospital, took forever to get there with the flooding on the freeways.  They kept me forever it felt like.  We found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My fluid is a little low it is a 9 it should be between a 10 and 20.  I get retested Monday.  It was like a 15 I think a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The baby's heart rate was very jumpy...I think she was just moving around a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  It is a girl....Brad asked when they did the ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am bleeding but it is normal it means I could be starting labor.  The nurse said within 48 hours, the doctor said with in the week.  I still think HAlloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9001470046307564878?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9001470046307564878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9001470046307564878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9001470046307564878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9001470046307564878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesday395-weeksor-close-enough.html' title='Tuesday...39.5 weeks..or close enough'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3817213926799374661</id><published>2009-10-12T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:34:38.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks and 2 days...and no baby!</title><content type='html'>Yes, no baby, no nothing...they said come back next Monday, and they said they will induce on the 27th!  I am never going to survive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3817213926799374661?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3817213926799374661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3817213926799374661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3817213926799374661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3817213926799374661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/39-weeks-and-2-daysand-no-baby.html' title='39 weeks and 2 days...and no baby!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-868705485037122053</id><published>2009-10-05T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:49:44.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days left!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well had a hard time last night.  I was having contractions all night long!  I don't think I ever went to sleep.  To top it off I kept feeling wet like my water broke, I hate that feeling.  I thought by morning I was going to die!  I made Brad stay home from work!  I had a doctors appointment this morning and my water did not break and I am about 1.5 centimeters dilated.  The doctor didn't think I would make it another week, but I have felt fine the rest of the day, my prediction is Halloween!  So, no news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-868705485037122053?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/868705485037122053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=868705485037122053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/868705485037122053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/868705485037122053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-days-left.html' title='12 days left!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7574278926203849541</id><published>2009-09-29T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:32:00.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29th of September, so close...37.5 weeks.....2.5 weeks left!</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctors, and I have high blood pressure...shock there.  I am suppose to lay on my left side for an hour in the morning, and hour in the afternoon, and an hour at night.  Like that is going to happen!  I didn't gain any weight..thank goodness...it had only been a week.  Baby measured normal and everything looked good.  Back in a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7574278926203849541?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7574278926203849541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7574278926203849541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7574278926203849541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7574278926203849541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/29th-of-september-so-close.html' title='29th of September, so close...37.5 weeks.....2.5 weeks left!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4638671390753172980</id><published>2009-09-23T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:30:38.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday...doctors!</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctors today and I gained 2 pounds in a week!  My blood pressure was elevated but not high.  The baby moved and is sticking her butt against my stomach, which is making me look large, so indeed I measured 37 weeks (compared to 33 weeks last week).  Which looks good, the doctor felt the baby and said the baby was under 5 pounds, I said we will have to wait and see I bet it will be a 9 pound-er!  They did the beta strep B tests last week and I was not worried because I did not have it with the other 2, and the tests came back positive...can't anything go right here?  The doctor said it is not an STD (I already knew that), I said, "Good thing or my husband would have some explaining to do!"...HA HA HA!  She went over how women and men are carriers of the bacteria, and it doesn't affect them but it can infect the baby so during labor  I have to have 2 doses of IV antibiotics 4 hours apart to help protect the baby.  So, as soon as I am in labor I have to go to the hospital so there is enough time to get both doses.  Everything else looked good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4638671390753172980?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4638671390753172980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4638671390753172980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4638671390753172980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4638671390753172980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesdaydoctors.html' title='Wednesday...doctors!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2114183580977568976</id><published>2009-09-22T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:18:59.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36.5 weeks!</title><content type='html'>Spent the day in the hospital or at least a little over 3 hours!  Brad wanted me to go in last night but I wouldn't.  My hands, and feet are very swollen (flip flops don't even fit) and I have had a headache since Saturday evening.  My blood pressure is high again, so I went in to make sure everything was all right with the baby.  I am suppose to be "Resting" but everyone knows I am no good at that.  My car needs washed so when I came home I was going to wash my car, but Brad said No Way, that is how bad I am at listening to doctors!  I got a lot of scripture study time in at the hospital, I am trying to read part of Isiah and he is a really hard prophet to follow, I am going to re-read it again tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2114183580977568976?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2114183580977568976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2114183580977568976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2114183580977568976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2114183580977568976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/365-weeks.html' title='36.5 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6713043417440858526</id><published>2009-09-18T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:53:34.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I went to the hospital today for testing, I checked in at 3pm and was home by 4:15pm!  It was great.  They checked the fluid level and it is suppose to be between a 10 and 20, mine was 14...so perfect.  Then they made me put on this super tight tube top thing.  I asked for a larger size because if I couldn't fit into it, I knew some other women wouldn't be able to.  They laughed at me and said I was small so I got a small size.  I walk out in it, and I told them I could not breathe, they were all laughing at me, I think they thought it was funny, I did not so much!  Then I had to lay on my right side and push a button every time the baby moved.  They made sure the baby's heart rate reacted to the movement.  The baby moved like 20 plus times in 10 minutes (like usual).  My blood pressure was like 101 over 40.  Very low!  So they said we will see you Tuesday.  I said the doctor said I didn't have to come in anymore if all the tests looked good.  The nurse said that is not what the doctor wrote down.  So doctor A wrote one thing down, doctor B (a different doctor) told me something else, and doctor C (yet another doctor was on call to make the decision).  So, after some persuading that I would take it easy and come to the hospital as soon as I don't feel well, I don't have to go back next week.  YA!!!!!!  I am so excited!!!!!!!!!!!  My hubby and Kevin think I am a con when it comes to doctors...maybe so??????  No, I don't think so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6713043417440858526?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6713043417440858526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6713043417440858526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6713043417440858526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6713043417440858526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/36-weeks.html' title='36 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-302115482132518809</id><published>2009-09-16T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:23:28.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctors today and the good news is I looked good.  My blood pressure was elevated but not as high as Monday, and my heart was beating normal today not high.  The baby's heart rate was good and her movement was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news which really isn't bad news was I haven't gained any weight in 4 weeks now, which I think is just fine...doctor not so much.  When they measured me I should measure 36 inch's and I only measure 33 inch's.  When they felt the baby she felt very small, 4 pounds or so.  This would seem alarming but to me it's not.  I carry very funny and my 2 other daughters they said the same thing and they were almost 9 pounds.  So, Friday I have to get an ultrasound done to see if baby is growing (I am sure she is).  If baby and my blood pressure is still good on Friday I am off bed rest, and do not have to go to the hospital twice a week for tests!  YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-302115482132518809?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/302115482132518809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=302115482132518809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/302115482132518809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/302115482132518809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6245314946131986586</id><published>2009-09-15T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:19:07.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35.5 weeks!  In the hospital!</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought we might have had a baby yesterday (didn't want to though).  It has been a long 3 days.  Friday I woke up not feeling good but did not know why.  I took Lizzie to school and came home and laid down, I felt like I couldn't move.  I was suppose to go visit my grandmother after I picked Lizzie up.  So, before I left I called Grandma and told her I would be there and if she wanted me to pick her up something to eat on my way over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove to Lizzie's school I got really hot, and was seeing spots.  I thought this was due to my blood sugar which I have problems with.  I parked the car and prayed I could walk a few feet to Lizzie's classroom door without passing out.  I made it to the classroom and had to sit down against a brick wall (I probably looked ridiculous) but I really thought I was going to pass out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before I went to an Institute class where we are reading the Book Of Mormon, and we were talking about tender mercies.  How God sends us tender mercies (in many different ways) (we might not realize it but they are always there) and sometimes we think we are alone but we are not.  And when we need something God makes sure we are taken care of.  Well, as I looked around with the world spinning there was 2 good friends close by and it made me feel comforted that if something happened or I need something they were right there to help (later they both informed me to call them and they can take care of Liz and not to come to the school....I should have done that).  I thank God for tender mercies and friends that are always wiling to help and care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it back to the car, I called Grandma and said I had to go home.  I went home and went straight to bed.  I started having about 10 contractions an hour until Saturday morning.  Saturday I felt better, but not 100%, Brad and I went on a hospital tour and we left the kids for the first time with a babysitter (I didn't even cry).  During the tour I was having contractions, Brad said I should get checked out, but I didn't.  Brad and I went on a date for lunch and had a great time.  Later that evening Brad did yard work and I started feeling dizzy again, so I laid down and slept the rest of the day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was not so bad, during Sacrament meeting at church I got hot (Which isn't unusual) and had to go out and get fresh air and that cleared the dizziness I was having.  Sunday evening I was able to go visit my grandmother finally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday I woke up with contractions, Brad convinced me to call the doctors.  So, I did.  They told me since I wasn't 36 weeks and having contractions I had to go to the hospital.  I didn't mention the dizzy spells because I thought that was related to my blood sugar.  I was more concerned about the contractions, and I thought the contractions were making me feel sick.  I went tot he hospital I was still only dilated 1 centimeter and the doctor said if I was to go into full labor they would not stop it, and to go home and see what happens.  A useless drive to the hospital.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was getting ready to leave and the doctor wanted my vitals.  Well my blood pressure was high, I think 145 over 85 (I run like 90 over 40), which is very high for me and my pulse was like 130, I guess it is suppose to be like 80 (I don't know).  So the doctor told me to get back into bed they needed to run tests, so there I laid for a few hours.  She asked about dizzy spells and seeing spots which I admitted to and she was not happy.  They finally let me go home!!!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....now she said I am on strict bed rest (ya right...she doesn't know me too well...clearly!), I have to go to the hospital twice a week for monitoring and to the doctors once a week, so I have to be gone 3 times a week for tests....she said it wouldn't last long because they will probably take the baby soon.  If my blood pressure keeps going up that will be the only option.  I really wanted an October baby, I have a lot going on the rest of this month, but as long as the baby is born after 36 weeks which will be this Saturday I will be happy.  We will know more this Friday because they are going to check my fluid the baby is floating in to see if I have enough, and run some more tests.  If those come back bad they can take the baby Saturday.  If they come back good then I think I will have the baby in 6-8 weeks (that is my guess).  Watch it will be a November baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6245314946131986586?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6245314946131986586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6245314946131986586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6245314946131986586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6245314946131986586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/355-weeks-in-hospital.html' title='35.5 weeks!  In the hospital!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1881050877361762852</id><published>2009-09-08T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:01:44.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday...34 weeks and 4 days...so about 5 weeks left!</title><content type='html'>I got a really bad cold last Thursday.  Saturday it was the worse and I really thought the world was ending.  Sunday I woke up and seemed to be doing a lot better.  Now it is only really bad at night.  I got the cold from Lizzie and I hope Emmie and Brad will not catch it.  I have been feeling good overall.  Yesterday me and the girls made homemade cookies...bug mistake.  I think I ate a pound of cookie dough, then went and bar-b-q at a friends house and swam...I ate 2 hot dogs with buns....so now I am way over my carb limit, then went to Chick Filet for the free chicken sandwich give away and had fries and a chicken sandwich with a soda.  Well all the carbs hit last night and I was so sick!  I HATE carbs and I am ready to have this baby.  Luckily today I a feeling a lot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1881050877361762852?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1881050877361762852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1881050877361762852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1881050877361762852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1881050877361762852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday34-weeks-and-4-daysso-about-5.html' title='Tuesday...34 weeks and 4 days...so about 5 weeks left!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4075009515901441528</id><published>2009-09-02T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:16:50.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close enough...34 weeks!  6 to go!</title><content type='html'>My doctors appointment was today.  Everything looked good..plus I saw my favorite doctor.  I didn't gain any weight, which I thought was odd because I ate a huge lunch 5 minutes before my doctors appointment.  No weight gain is good though.  I feel bigger...weird!  My blood pressure was high for me 138 over 90, usually I run like 90 over 40.  I chalked it up to the heat, my car was over 100 today!  I had high blood pressure with my first and they took her 2 weeks early, so if I have high blood pressure then the sooner we get to see the baby :)  Everything looked good though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4075009515901441528?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4075009515901441528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4075009515901441528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4075009515901441528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4075009515901441528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/09/close-enough34-weeks-6-to-go.html' title='Close enough...34 weeks!  6 to go!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6575524883464897360</id><published>2009-08-24T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:56:38.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my 33rd week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/SpL-SFAs6CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dJvRap4LDYM/s1600-h/DSCN5589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/SpL-SFAs6CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dJvRap4LDYM/s200/DSCN5589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373636891942643746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture...AND YES I am in my 33rd week in this picture!!!!!!!!!!!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't believe the time is coming closer and closer.  I have been having contractions off and on especially in my lower back.  This baby needs to stay in a few more weeks!  But, I have faith it will stay in (probably past my due date).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so blessed with this pregnancy with all the help I have had from family and friends.  Thank you so much to everyone.  Hyperemesis luckily in my case seemed to go away around the half way point and though I have had small ups and downs since the half way point I feel so very blessed that I did not have to struggle with hyperemesis the whole 40 weeks.  There are many women out there that struggle for 40 weeks and even after they deliver.  There are also many woman whose hyperemesis is so much more extreme that what I experienced.  I want those woman to know that they can do it and God is with them.  God does not give us anything that we can not handle.  My prayers are with you woman, stay strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6575524883464897360?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6575524883464897360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6575524883464897360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6575524883464897360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6575524883464897360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-my-33rd-week.html' title='In my 33rd week!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/SpL-SFAs6CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dJvRap4LDYM/s72-c/DSCN5589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-558236877158184792</id><published>2009-08-19T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:19:17.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close enough to 32 weeks.....8 weeks left!</title><content type='html'>Today was my doctors appointment, and I gained 1 pound...YA (I was afraid I gained 5)!  My blood pressure was under 100 again, CRAZY!  I felt really sick at the doctors because they were running a little bit late and I didn't have anything to eat and I thought I was going to pass out, that is the worse thing about being hypoglycemic, is remembering to always have a piece of fruit with you!  I was not impressed with the doctor (I have never seen her before), she came in sat down and said, "I looked over your chart and would like to know how you are going to prevent another pregnancy".  Like it is any of her business!  I am how old?  Happily Married with 3 kids!  If I want another one in 6 months whose choice is that? (not that I do).  I was not feeling good so I told her I was not worried about it, and she wanted to give me some pamphlets!  I told her "No Thank-You!"  She told me to take them and look them over I didn't have to decide today.  I told her to keep the pamphlets, I was not interested.  Drove me crazy!  It didn't help I was not feeling well, but come on, I still have 8 weeks!  I am not making any decisions with her today!  And NO Pamphlets!  But, besides that the baby sounded good and everything else was fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-558236877158184792?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/558236877158184792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=558236877158184792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/558236877158184792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/558236877158184792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/close-enough-to-32-weeks8-weeks-left.html' title='Close enough to 32 weeks.....8 weeks left!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5679249611667999562</id><published>2009-08-12T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:22:39.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday and today I have not felt so good.  Nothing particular just yucky feeling.  I think it is part of the 3rd trimester "joys".  I can't sleep, I have heart burn at night.  I have RLS for 3 hours before I go to sleep, pregnancy = not so fun!  I am nauseous in the morning from not eating all night.  The low carbs is still helping though :)  I feel huge and when the baby starts kicking it hurts so bad, but still so cool to feel the baby moving inside of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through all of the baby clothes, 4 big boxes!  I washed 8 loads of baby clothes (I think 6 of them were all pink)!  The baby has 75 (not joking) outfits from ages 0-6 months...she will never wear all of them!  25 pairs of Pj's, and tons of blankets and burp rags.  I kept everything from the last 2 girls.  I just don't have enough closet space!  I was hoping the 3 girls could share 2 dressers, but I am not so sure that is going to work out.  But, everything is washed, cleaned, and folded and ready to go for baby.  All I need is diapers and a lot of them!  I feel very prepared which keeps me not stressed out!  Bassinet is up and ready to go also!  PREPARED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5679249611667999562?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5679249611667999562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5679249611667999562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5679249611667999562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5679249611667999562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4738432092867729612</id><published>2009-08-10T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:00:11.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 weeks and 3 days!  So, about 9 weeks left!</title><content type='html'>Overall I have felt well.  The low-carb diet is working great but still has a few ups and downs.   I had a caramel apple Saturday and I throw up a whole bunch.  I guess too many carbs?  I don't know.  It is hard when I am out running around to grab something to eat, the only thing I can get at fast food is a salad, and you can't eat that in the car while driving.  Taco Bell you can get a hard shell taco, and it only has 12 grams of carbs.  The car broke down this week-end and luckily Kevin was able to fix it, thank you Kevin.  Went back to school shopping and got Lizzie 2 new pairs of jeans (15.00 for both), and socks.  Now, all she needs is shoes but I can't find any that I like for the right price.  I have been doing a little shopping for baby #3.  So far I have bottles, nipples, bag for bottles, pacifiers, and wipes.  This week-end we are going through baby clothes and blankets.  I think the only thing we really need now is a car seat (oh and a baby name!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***So, I am going through a funny baby stage wanting to make sure everything is ready.  So...Brad got out the 3 boxes of baby clothes out we have in the garage, I have so many clothes!  I am trying to wash them all but it might take me all week!  We got the swing, and high chair out and cleaned.  It feels so weird!  I don't know why?  Well, we seem to have everything pretty set :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4738432092867729612?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4738432092867729612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4738432092867729612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4738432092867729612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4738432092867729612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-weeks-and-3-days-so-about-9-weeks.html' title='30 weeks and 3 days!  So, about 9 weeks left!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8955428545454821306</id><published>2009-08-05T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:15:40.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors day!</title><content type='html'>Well I had to go to the doctors today, and guess what I lost 4 pounds!  I was so excited I could have hugged the doctor.  4 pounds in 9 days!  The doctor was not thrilled, but I told her that what do you expect?  I go from eating whatever I want, to only eating fruits, vegies, and meat...that was going to happen.  Everything else looked and sounded good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8955428545454821306?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8955428545454821306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8955428545454821306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8955428545454821306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8955428545454821306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/doctors-day.html' title='Doctors day!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8950216180427338417</id><published>2009-08-04T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:01:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my 30th week!</title><content type='html'>Well I have been feeling great with this low carb diet.  We went to the store last night and I shopped for low carb items, it was very hard.  This is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit...(that I like)&lt;br /&gt;Grapes&lt;br /&gt;Oranges&lt;br /&gt;Apples&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Bananas&lt;br /&gt;Can Peaches&lt;br /&gt;Apple Sauce&lt;br /&gt;(nutella and peanut butter to dip in them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegies..(that I like)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Carrots (A little high in carbs)&lt;br /&gt;Romaine Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Snow Peas&lt;br /&gt;(I miss potatoes and corn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat...Well I like all meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got things to make fluff (jello, pineapple, cool whip, and cottage cheese)...VERY LOW CARB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Carb Pizza (for dinner tonight I am making)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am very excited after my shopping trip to have food I will be able to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my BMI and even being 30 weeks pregnant (they don't take pregnancy into account), so if I was NOT pregnant and at my current weight, I am not considered obese.  That made me feel a little bit better.  And still no stretch marks (those things scare me)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the hardest time falling asleep at night, I have bad leg cramps and RLS, and it takes me hours to fall asleep, I toss and turn, I hate it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to buy things for the baby like pacifiers (This baby better take one!), thermometer (can you believe we don't have a working one), etc.  Soon enough we will be holding our baby with no name :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8950216180427338417?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8950216180427338417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8950216180427338417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8950216180427338417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8950216180427338417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-my-30th-week.html' title='In my 30th week!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4637328241046070168</id><published>2009-08-03T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:06:23.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Big Belly Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Snd7en5OvNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P3AKPr-bUnY/s1600-h/DSCN5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Snd7Lr8an4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/1nOANKq5sVo/s200/DSCN5507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365892921740140418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4637328241046070168?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4637328241046070168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4637328241046070168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4637328241046070168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4637328241046070168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-big-belly-pictures.html' title='New Big Belly Pictures!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7zaNCOZLEI/Snd7en5OvNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P3AKPr-bUnY/s72-c/DSCN5516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-117153240832318362</id><published>2009-07-29T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:22:49.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still feeling good!</title><content type='html'>Well i am not sure if it is the low carb diet that is making me feel better, or that I have it in my mind that it is suppose to make me feel better.  I felt great again today, even made it to church park day by 9:15am!  I was never able to function that early before!  I hate the diet with a passion but worth it if I feel better.  I eat 1 cup (measured) of cheerios for breakfast as soon as I get up, 2 hours later a piece of fruit (Banana), for lunch I eat meat (pulled chicken) and a vegie, then a fruit smoothie for afternoon snack, and a small sensible dinner with no carbs.  I have not had any throwing up, dizzy spells, or feeling like the world is ending.  It has only been 2 days but I am hopeful.  We even went out for ice cream last night and I got a fruit smoothie instead of a reese's sundae (my fav).  Hopefully tonight will go well with french toast for dinner (I am having ham).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are still doing great and wonderful, I am so blessed to have such wonderful kids.  I asked Brad the other day why are kids were so great, he says it is because they are loved so much and they know it.  I just love them so much and love spending all my time with them and being a stay at home mom.  Lizzie is dying to start school and loves to be in the water swimming.  Emmie doesn't like bugs or flies and loves her underwear! Children are just so great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-117153240832318362?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/117153240832318362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=117153240832318362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/117153240832318362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/117153240832318362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/still-feeling-good.html' title='Still feeling good!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-4466889594074644947</id><published>2009-07-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:12:04.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel good!</title><content type='html'>Well I was a grump last night, not thrilled about this lower carb diet, actually lately I feel like I am grumpy all the time, i just hate that feeling, because that is not who I am (grumpy).  For dinner we had chicken parmigiana with pasta.  Well, everybody but me, I had chicken parmigiana on lettuce instead of pasta.   I know that doesn't sound good but it was.  I had a small amount and felt good.  I cheated and had 1 reese's peanut butter cup for dessert.  I had a hard time falling asleep with RLS, then I fell asleep and awoke at 7am to the little ones ready to get up and play.  As soon as I woke up I ate 1 cup (I even measured it) of Cheerios.....of all the cereal out there, they are one of the lower ones when it comes to carbs.  Then I waited 2 hours and made a banana, strawberry, apple, yogurt smoothie....I do not like smoothies and I hate Jumba Juice...but it was not so bad and I ate all of it.  It is now 10:15am and I have not been nauseous since yesterday at lunch!  I am not sure what I will have for lunch, but dinner will be ham, carrots, and salad.  If it makes me feel better it will be worth it.  Tomorrow will be hard we are having the missionary over for dinner for french toast, and hash browns.  I will have a smoothie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-4466889594074644947?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/4466889594074644947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=4466889594074644947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4466889594074644947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/4466889594074644947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-good.html' title='I feel good!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7073090520155670676</id><published>2009-07-27T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:20:26.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bunch of thoughts...................28 weeks and 2 days</title><content type='html'>Well I am so done with being pregnant!  I am nauseous now from the time I get up until about noon then again all evening!  It is just not fair!!!!!  I feel like I never feel good.  Went to church yesterday and the first hour I thought the world was ending.  Then grandma decided she needed to go to Urgent care because of chest pains, I then sat in urgent care for 2 hours, I think the doctor there thought I was sicker then grandma.  Grandma is fine, then I came home and slept for a while, ate some dinner and laid back down all evening.  How much longer can I do this?  Brad says this is pay back for complaining about weight gain.  I wore regular clothes to church yesterday instead of maternity.  I go to the doctors today, not that they will be able to change how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the doctors, and what a bad appointment (it could be worse).  They got my glucose test results back, thank goodness I don't have to do the 3 hour glucose test, I do not have gestational diabetes.  I do however have the opposite, I have hyperglycemia.  This is most likely what has been making me sick and not feel good.  The doctor wants me to cut out carbs as much as possible and eat more small snacks a day.  Which means meat, eggs, and vegies.  I am so a pasta, bread, grain person!  It would make sense why I haven't felt good because I have been eating a lot of carbs lately which has been making me sick.  I gained another 8 pounds in 4 weeks!  WOW!  I sure didn't feel like I have, she said the hyperglycemia has played a role in that because my body is not processing food correctly, whatever the cause, It is still more weight I am going to have to lose after I have this baby!  This also is making the baby big, the baby is measuring 2 weeks before it should, I am measuring almost 30 weeks instead of 28 weeks.  She said they will not induce even if the baby is big....OH NO!  So, a new diet...carb free for Sarah!  I just hope it makes me feel better, it will be worth it if I can start feeling more normal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week-end we took the girls to the Lake for the first time and had a great time.  They are so much fun.  Emmie is 100% potty trained still and never has accidents.  Go Emmie.  I have the craziest hot flashes ever, last night I slept with the air on high, and 2 fans pointed on me and I was still hot, I was never that way with the other 2 kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7073090520155670676?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7073090520155670676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7073090520155670676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7073090520155670676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7073090520155670676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/bunch-of-thoughts28-weeks-and-2-days.html' title='A bunch of thoughts...................28 weeks and 2 days'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-7549687416103336678</id><published>2009-07-21T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:58:45.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Trimester!</title><content type='html'>Well I am now in my 28th week, the final trimester and it has hit hard.  I have extreme morning sickness once again.  It started Sunday morning for about 3 hours.  It happened again Monday morning.  Luckily it is usually gone by 10am but I feel horrible for a good 3 hours.  My hormone levels are obviously going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do the glucose test today and i felt good this morning so I thought I would be all right.  Brad met me at the lab at 10am (I could not do it without him), I brought cards so we could play games while we waited an hour.  Well the cards were not needed I was so sick.  I drank the sugar drink that was lemon lime, like a sugary 7-up.  Drinking it was not hard at all, it is 10oz in 5 minutes.  Easier then I remembered.  I thought it was all down hill from there.  15 minutes after I drank it I thought the world was ending, I ran to the bathroom, tried not to get sick, and I didn't, I hate holding throw up.  Came back to the waiting room, moved chairs so I could lay on the wall.  Ran to the bathroom again, luckily did not throw up.  I kept telling Brad I was going to die.  At 11am I told the nurse they better draw my blood, it had been an hour and it is now or never.  She told me I was next!  5 minutes later, I reminded her that they need to hurry (She thought I was a nut).  They called my name I went to the back sat down in the blood drawing chair, the nurse asked if I was OK, I said No, I am going to throw up so you better hurry.  She asked if I wanted the trash can closer and I told her it was not big enough and to hurry.  As she drew the blood I throw up and held it.  The needle came out and I went running.  I barley made it to the toliet and it was coming out of my nose, and mouth so fast it was crazy.  I think I threw up 10 minutes straight.  I opened the bathroom door and Brad says, "Wow, that was a lot...I think the whole building heard you!"  I drank 10 ounces and threw up what felt like 50 ounces how is that possible?  We made it to the car, a block down the street to pull over to throw up again, and then again.  Now we are home and I don't feel so great.  What a bad day!  I hope I do not have to do the 3 hour test, I will never make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Angee for watching the girls while I did the test, and thank you Lisa for taking the girls in the evening while I took a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-7549687416103336678?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/7549687416103336678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=7549687416103336678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7549687416103336678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/7549687416103336678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/third-trimester.html' title='Third Trimester!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-5861375036744395732</id><published>2009-07-18T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:09:55.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27 weeks!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been an exciting week!  My 2 and a half year old decided it was time to be potty trained whether I was ready or not.  She is pretty much potty trained and it was nice and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news on the pregnancy front, Tuesday I go in for the glucose test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-5861375036744395732?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/5861375036744395732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=5861375036744395732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5861375036744395732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/5861375036744395732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/27-weeks.html' title='27 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-8325780608053221228</id><published>2009-07-14T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:40:57.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 26.5 weeks!</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't wrote in about a week, not because I have been sick though.  I have been feeling well, I am typically always nauseous in the morning but goes away by 11am.  I am assuming this is how a typical pregnant women feels in her first trimester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently weigh the same amount today as the day I delivered Emmie.  I am a little nervous about all this weight gain all though everyone including my husband reminds me that I am pregnant and should be gaining weight.  I still don't like it, none of my maternity clothes are fitting from the last 2 pregnancies, I hate spending money on clothes just for the next 3 months but I guess I will have to, goodwill here I come!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Brad, the girls and I went to the mall.....for some reason in the middle of the trip I was not feeling good and made it trash can to trash can until we made it to the bathroom.  Brad was saying, "There is not a lot of people around, if your going to do it do it now."  I did not think I would ever make it to the car, I would be hot and sweaty and then freezing cold with goose bumps.  We made it home and I was fine the rest of the day.  I wish I knew what brought these nauseous attacks on, they are the worst!  But thank goodness overall I feel well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 103 F today and I am so thankful to have friends with pools, the girls and I have been spending a lot of time swimming lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no news on the name front, brad calls it Baby #3.  HE was asking the baby what name she likes best and she started kicking like crazy when he said the name Mandie.  We will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-8325780608053221228?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/8325780608053221228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=8325780608053221228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8325780608053221228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/8325780608053221228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-265-weeks.html' title='Tuesday 26.5 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-2076901241459218941</id><published>2009-07-08T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:11:56.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Had a great day yesterday Lizzie went to her 5 year Doctor appointment and weights 42 pounds and 44inches tall.  She is getting so big!  I have felt good the last 2 days.  At night I have started getting RLS (restless leg syndrome).  I had it with the other 2 kids but in my first trimester only.  I hate it, it keeps me up all night.  My legs will not rest, I feel like I have to move them all night long.  So I am going to see if watching what I eat helps or not along with exercise.  Hopefully it will get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-2076901241459218941?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/2076901241459218941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=2076901241459218941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2076901241459218941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/2076901241459218941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-9077420236337254398</id><published>2009-07-07T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:36:00.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the person from Michigan who left a comment</title><content type='html'>To the person from Michigan e-mail me, my e-mail is poison82@juno.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know how the procedure went, it is worth it, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-9077420236337254398?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/9077420236337254398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=9077420236337254398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9077420236337254398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/9077420236337254398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-person-from-michigan-who-left.html' title='To the person from Michigan who left a comment'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1312838477851537959</id><published>2009-07-07T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:18:41.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday..25 weeks still :)</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctors yesterday and had a great appointment.  I have not gained any weight since last Tuesday (good thing those 6 helping of nachos didn't stay down on 4th of July.....LOL!).  I have not dilated any more.  So, the only time I have to rest is when I don't feel good.  The doctor said just to listen to my body.  Hopefully contractions and cramping will stay away.  I have to do the blood glucose test in 2 weeks at 27 weeks, I go to the doctors in 3 weeks at 28 weeks and then to the doctors every other week.  Let the fun begin.  I was given the baby's birth certificate to feel out and the baby needs a name, now I am really freaked out, the baby might never have a name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1312838477851537959?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1312838477851537959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1312838477851537959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1312838477851537959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1312838477851537959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday25-weeks-still.html' title='Tuesday..25 weeks still :)'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-1931634283503818956</id><published>2009-07-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:22:10.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, 25 weeks and 2 days!</title><content type='html'>Today I go to the doctors again, hopefully it will all go well.  We had a so-so week-end.  I had a great fourth of July but I might have over done it.  I woke up at 2am Sunday morning and felt really sick.  I threw up nachos and zucchini bread for about 3 hours!  Never will I eat nachos again!  I wasn't going to go to church but I was feeling better by 10am so I decided to go.  During Sacramento Meeting I started having contractions, i thought they would go away...but by the 2nd hour they hadn't so my husband convinced me to go home.  So, I went home and slept until 4:30ish, I then had more contractions until about 7pm then they subsided after lots of resting.  Hopefully the doctor will have some ideas on what to do today.  I am tired of just not feeling well.  15 more weeks! My brother left for boot camp today :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-1931634283503818956?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/1931634283503818956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=1931634283503818956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1931634283503818956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/1931634283503818956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-25-weeks-and-2-days.html' title='Monday, 25 weeks and 2 days!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-3411642752755616911</id><published>2009-07-02T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:43:43.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday...Close enough to 25 weeks!</title><content type='html'>Had a very bad morning with nauseous and hugging the toilet.  It subsided by 10am ish which was good.  Ate some hot dogs for lunch with watermelon and felt even better.  I am just so done being pregnant, I want to see and hold the baby and feel well.  I have been really tired, I slept all night, most of yesterday (my mother in law watched the kids), and all of the night before.  I just want to sleep all the time!  No more cramping since Tuesday which is good.  I am hungry all the time and I am getting super big, Brad says soon I will weigh more then him, I DON'T THINK SO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-3411642752755616911?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/3411642752755616911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=3411642752755616911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3411642752755616911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/3411642752755616911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursdayclose-enough-to-25-weeks.html' title='Thursday...Close enough to 25 weeks!'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698286420402886080.post-6526889580275117619</id><published>2009-06-30T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:36:29.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday...24.5 weeks</title><content type='html'>Well I woke up at 4am with cramping.  I didn't think anything of it.  They continued until 9am so I called the doctor.  They felt like PMS Cramps.  I went in at 10am thinking they would check me and send me home.  At 11:30 they decided to put me in the hospital for contractions.  I am dilated 1 centimeter, 50% effaced, and baby is low and head down.  They did a test to see if the baby would come in the next 2 weeks and it came back negative....YA!!!!!!!!  So they sent me home and I am suppose to rest, but I am NOT on bed rest.  I hate Resting!!!!!!!  Being pregnant is no fun, oh and I gained 5 pounds in 3 weeks...holy cow!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698286420402886080-6526889580275117619?l=hyperemesis2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/feeds/6526889580275117619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6698286420402886080&amp;postID=6526889580275117619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6526889580275117619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698286420402886080/posts/default/6526889580275117619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyperemesis2.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday245-weeks.html' title='Tuesday...24.5 weeks'/><author><name>SARAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157813248779552734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oRZUsO9Oc/TyraEKLIbpI/AAAAAAAACwE/G5obon6LTZU/s220/stevens%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
