Last year at this time I was going through the hardest time of my life- severe sickness and depression. One year ago this week I was in the hospital for the 3rd time for severe hyperemesis. All the veins in my arms and hands were bruised from the many IV lines placed for hydration. My body was weak and I could barely walk 8 feet to the bathroom, couldn't walk up steps, lost 7 pounds, and was vomiting 24 hours a day for months. I only left the house to visit the doctor or the hospital. I was drugged and sleepy and spent a few months in the TV room. Talking, or opening my mouth at all, made me gag, so I rarely talked to anyone but Nick, Ethan or our parents, and never talked to anyone on the phone.
The sickness and sadness was a constant throughout the entire pregnancy. Those 8 months felt like an eternity and I could not picture what my life would be like without sickness. After a while I was forced adjust to the feeling of being sick. My puke bag was always in my purse and I stocked up on gum to have a pack within reach at all times. Most of my time was spent on the couch. Ethan learned to bring toys and games over to the couch to play with me and Nick brought me food and water. Nick did the cooking, cleaning and most other errands along with working 50+ hours/week. Life was hard.
BUT, here we are one year later and we look like a completely different family. Most people comment on how much work it must be to have twins and an older child, but they have no idea how hard life was the year before the twins arrived. Whenever I'm feeling overwhelmed, tired or just burnt I just hop on the computer and look back on our blog. It always makes me feel grateful for my health and happiness.
Here we are now. Cal & Teagan are 6 months old, Ethan 4 years, and someone has a 31st birthday coming up...
