It started last November when I found out that I was pregnant after a year and a half of trying. It was so shocking because at that point we had given up, fairly confident that it wasn't going to happen. And that's when it usually happens. It was a huge dream come true after so long, and I could barely contain my happiness.
But then, I got super sick. The pregnancy made me so ill I couldn't get out of bed, and soon enough I couldn't eat or drink anything. I didn't talk about it at the time, but I ended up in the hospital a year ago. I had Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG), which is relatively unknown but super common. It's basically extreme morning sickness that doesn't alleviate during the pregnancy. The whole nine months, I was taking a cocktail of anti-nausea medication just to survive. I even lost my job because I was so sick. It was really hard to stay motivated.
Before Son of Mine was born, only one thing kept me going, and it was the second dream that came true- I was a published author.
I know, that's old news at this point, but at that point in my life, I had accomplished both of my lifelong dreams at the same time! It was huge! I was living on a high of emotions.
So in December, my book was published! I got to hold it in my hands, sniff the pages, show it off to family and friends....and then what?
