My HG Hope For My Daughters

It was International Women’s Day 2023 when I found out the gender of my third child – a girl. We already had two daughters, a 3-year-old and a 21-month-old. We…

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Hollie

Hollie’s Hyperemesis Gravidarum Story

I have two children and suffered hyperemesis throughout both pregnancies. Pregnancy for me was traumatic, lonely, and a very depressing time. I started vomiting around 5 weeks, vomiting up to…

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Allissa’s HG Reality

Pregnancy is supposed to be an exciting nine months, culminating with the arrival of your precious baby. When I first saw those two lines on the pregnancy test, I was…

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Twin Premature babies

KS’s HG Reality

When the Doctor Becomes the Patient Severe hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) requiring hospitalization typically occurs in up to 3% of pregnancies. But sadly, there is still a lack of knowledge regarding…

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Jessica’s HG Reality

In May 2018, my husband and I finally received a positive pregnancy test result. We were thrilled and decided to wait until Mother’s Day to tell our parents. However, my…

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Marissa’s HG Reality

I had HG in all three pregnancies and now have chronic anxiety and was diagnosed with PMADs.

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Joanne’s HG Reality

I lost my daughter at 26 weeks and suffered from many complications: preeclampsia, hemorrhage, infection/sepsis, premature delivery, severe dental damage, damage to my throat/stomach, PMADs, PTSD, Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome, gastroparesis, and cardiac complications.

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Chelsey’s HG Reality

The HER Foundation has helped me by being a voice for me. If it wasn’t for HER, I would not be able to cope with this difficult pregnancy.

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Kristina’s HG Reality

“If I wasn’t pregnant, nurses and doctors would treat this like a real problem and not something I just need to nibble my way through,” says Kristina. Hyperemesis Gravidarum must be recognized and treated to improve outcomes.

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Amrita’s Hyperemesis Gravidarum Reality

On my first Mother’s Day, I commemorated my suffering of 271 days by photographing you, my child, with 1/4 of the medications I had to take to function at barely 50%. I love you kid: your bright eyes, gummy smile, and nonsensical chatter. Thank you for making me a mother.

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