#FitnessFriday: A Post Hyperemesis Gravidarum Struggle
After spending 9 months of pure hell with Hyperemesis Gravidarum and a c-section, the last thing on my mind has been fitness. What the hell is fitness anyway? And why, after spending months on end vomiting, should I even care?
Let’s do a little recap because I don’t think people are fully aware of the differences between morning sickness and Hyperemesis Gravidarum plus the affects on the mind and body.
(Refer to Her Foundation for more information on Hyperemesis Gravidarum.)
It wasn’t nine months of just sickness, I doubted my life and even the ability of being able to give life let alone being able to get back to who I was.
Fast forward to now, I have a huge blessing of a son in Liam. He’s absolutely amazing in every single way. And, YES, I’d go through hell and back for my sweet baby boy.
But my body? It’s nowhere near what it was before. I’ve been run over by an 18 wheeler and left on the side of the road, expected to survive. I’m still dealing with the aftermath, almost 7 months postpartum. I’m struggling to get myself back into a fit and healthy place. I have pretty good eating habits, but the exercise is a struggle. I’ve recently began the Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred. I know that it’s a slow process and I have to give myself time but it is depressing seeing myself struggle with fucking lunges. LUNGES! I can barely get through 30 seconds before I feel like my knees are going to give out and I’ll pass out on my floor.
So just because I’m 7 months postpartum, put lipstick on, and don’t look like a hot mess, it DOES NOT MEAN I HAVE FULLY RECOVERED FROM HG.
HG leaves a HUGE mark, things have never been the same physically, mentally, and emotionally. I’m learning to love myself again and accept the physical damages that HG left behind. This is an everyday battle, that I know I’ll win. After all, if you don’t love yourself than who will?
Sending all of you HG warriors lots of love.