...What Is This Feeling???

Friday, April 16th, 2010



What a dumb day! I've been having contractions the past 2 days, but this morning things seem to have totally stopped, or at least slowed down so they're next to nothing. This has put me in a mildy bad mood.



My sister in law, Betsy, had mailed me a package for the baby, and so my Mom and I went to pick it up at the post office--but I had to sign for it, and since I haven't legally changed my name yet and updated my government ID stuff, they wouldn't let me get it! Oh, even though they know my mother in law super well, and it's obvious I'm pregnant and about to burst and the package says "Baby Glanfield" on it... it was just really infurriating!



Then my mom took me to the mall to get my hair done, We were in a bit of a time crunch because we also had to go to lunch for my fatehr is laws step mother's birthday lunch. But no one at the mall could take me until 1 (Which is when we were supposed to have lunch) So now I'm in a pretty crummy feeling mood--my contractions have stopped, I can't get my packagae, and now I can't get my hair done! Seriously, everyone is against me today, I'm sure about that! ;)



After lunch (which was very nice, BTW) Aaron took me to the post office so I could get the package. :) And i tore into that thing! She had sent some super cute outfits and a cover for my nursing pillow! Baby things seem to make everything better. :)



My mom decided to go home that afternoon, thinking that if she did that would help put me into labour! At this point, anything is worth a try to me. She left shortly after we got home from lunch, and I went to work using the breast pump to try to get some oxitosen (sp?) going through me to bring on the contractions.



My mother in law gave me a call and asked if I wanted her to take me to the mall to get my hair done. I guess she felt bad for me and wanted to make me happy. :) So I made an appointment and she took me over there for 6. Well, I started having a few very mild and very spaced out contractions while getting my hair done, and by 8:00pm they were coming on pretty strong and frequently. I warned my mom, and they stayed in contact with me for updates.



Aaron and I went to bed, but as soon as I layed down the contractions got stronger and really hard to deal with, so I got up. That seemed to help-- I guess I felt out of control or something when I was laying down, and moving (like swaying) seemed to help me a lot.

And that was Friday! Next post will be about Saturday. :) Stay tuned!

What the PUPPPS?!

Alrighty, here's the story. Last Friday (April 2nd) My parents, brother Ken and his wife, Heather, their kids, Talia and Katrina, and the MacRae children were going to the temple. So I woke up at about 8:00 am to say bye to everyone. When I got up, I noticed that my stomache was SUPER hot! I went into the kitchen and told my mom that I thought my stomache had a fever! She put a hand on it and thought the same, and so did everyone else. Also, my stretch marks looked BRIGHT pink! I figured the baby had just gone through a massive growth spurt or something and my tummy wasn't handling it very well.

So throughout the day I kept a cold wash cloth on my belly to try to keep the temperature down and my discomfort to a minimum. I then went about my morning doing the things I had planned. I did laundry, cleaned my bedroom (like, really cleaned it! Washed the walls and everything!) and I was wiped by the afternoon. The heat still hadn't gone away by the time everyone got home.

That was my last day living in kitchener! No more driving back and forth between houses like a child in the middle of a divorce! lol

Alas---my stomache got worse. Not only did the marks stay bright pink, but they also began to raise up. The first night it woke me up, I was in absolute pain! It was as if someone had slammed a red hot frying pan on my stomache--just pure, white hot pain. I couldn't sleep in the bed anymore--it was too uncomfortable, and I didn't have easy access to ice cubes or fresh cold water. I even froze some pads so I could cover my stomache during the night.

I tried doing research online about this. "sore stretch marks" "painful stretch marks pregnant" things like that. Everywhere was simply telling me "You may get stretchmarks while pregnant, however, they do not hurt..." I was pretty close a couple of times to emailing these people and chewing them out! lol

Then a few days ago, a friend of mine (Nicole) told me she had read somewhere about PUPPPS, and thought that's what I had! I googled some pictures, and was shocked--they looked just like my belly!! So I did some research s to what PUPPPS is, and self diagnosed myself with it. The next day, Aaron's family had a guy visiting that had been a missionary here many moons ago, and he's a dermatologist! I told him what I thought I had and if he had heard about it, which he had, and gave me some recommendations of what I could do, but he basically said that I just needed the baby to come out so it would go away.

(You can google PUPPPS to get better pictures)

Pruritic urticarial papules and plaques of pregnancy (PUPPP) is a benign dermatosis that usually arises late in the third trimester of a first pregnancy. If you're interested, you can get a brief run down here: http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/1123725-overview

My mom found a really helpful website with lots of different things women have tried to ease their suffering: http://www.naomikritzer.com/motherhood/PUPPP.shtml

My symptoms:

Hot belly

Raised stretch marks

Explosion of strech marks :(

Incredible itchiness (but I don't scratch, because when I do, the white hot burning pain returns and it takes a long time to get rid of it)

Bright pink/red stretch marks

Unfortunately, this PUPPPS stuff has also begun on my ankles, and my thighs (on top and inside), making it VERY hard to sleep at night. My nights normally go like this:

Fall asleep: 11:30ish

First wake up: 1:30 (this is usually the most painful wake up call)

Second wake up: 2:30

Third wake up: 4:30 (and I usually stay awake the rest of the night/morning)

I know a lot of people think/say "It's just training for when you have a baby!" And you know what--I don't have my baby yet, but that is crap! lol First, you don't need practise or training for not getting sleep! It's one of those thing you grow into. And, how does this logic make any sense? Do we need pratice before we get married, so we live with the guy for a while first? Well...some do. lol But NO, you don't need to do that. And Secondly, there's a huge difference to being woken up by your child because they need you and you're the only one that help them, and you know that that precious child has been entrusted to you by GOD, and being woken up because you're in pain! Big, big difference. So... there! lol

So far, this is what I've been using to try to help me:

Cold compresses

Arnica cream w/ hypericum

hypericum pills

Apis pills

Tinactin

Hydrocortisone

Diaper rash cream

Cocoa Butter

Dandylion tea

Strawberry tea

Some improvment in appearance has begun on my belly. It's not as bright, and only a few marks are raised now. I can go about the day pretty normally, but nights are still a battle.

As I'm writing this, I think it's starting to spread to under my arms a bit. :( If that happens, I am swearing off clothing! Sorry world!

Anyways, I wanted to blog about this to cause awarness, and so if I complain to you about it you can have a better idea of why I am, since this is a pretty rare pregnancy symptom and not many people have heard of it. WHY DO I GET ALL THE WEIRDO PREGNANCY THINGS?! lol

Keep me in your prayers please! That this baby will come soon, that she'll be healthy, and that my body will be able to cope with all this! :)

Aaron Turns 25!!

March 24th is a pretty special day in our family! 25 years ago, it was the day Aaron, my bestest hubbyfriend ever, was born! :) And I'm very glad he was!! So, I wanted to do something special for him. This was going to be his last birthday without being a daddy, and I just felt like he needed a little bit of spoiling--maybe because I know how much un-fun stuff he's going to have to do in the next few years? haha! Maybe it's just because I think he's worth it! :)

Before I tell you about what he got, lemme take a moment to tell you a little bit about Aaron, and why he's such an amazing guy!

Aaron Michael Glanfield was born March 24th, 1985. It was a cold, dark, miserable night... (Okay, I don't know if that's true or not. I'm not even sure what time of day he was born. Could have been lunch time, with slight showers, or bright blue skies, with birds singing...)
He was son #3 (out of 4) for his parents. And like so many of us do, Aaron grew up-- to be a giant! 6'6''

He likes lego, music, hockey, animals, working out, reading the sciptures and fantasy-magic type books, and even school! He is a very neat person, and likes everything to be in its proper place. Aaron makes amazing banana muffins and milk shakes, and it pretty handy in the kitchener! He has a strong testimony of the gospel, and takes his church responsibilities very seriously! He's a very generous, trusting, and encouraging guy, and a lot of fun to be around! He loves his family very much and talks highly of them.

Right now he's in school for business, but will be switching his major to kinesiology, and later going on to physical therapy school. He has a great mind for science and math, and loves to help people, and is very excited for his career! This summer he is starting his own company selling aerration and later doing landscaping jobs for the summer. He's such a hard worker, and I have no doubts that he'll be successful!

He is also very good with children! I absolutely love watching him with our nieces and nephews. I can't wait to see him with our own little munchkin! He's so great in so many other ways too, but I don't know if the internet has enough room for it all :)

Okay, thanks for listening to me brag about my husband! :) Moving on with his birthday story!!
For a while now Aaron has been wanting a new guitar, and has been telling me so almost every day! ;) Unfortunatly, we don't have the dollars to buy him a new one. So I went to my dad and proposed a plan to him-- that he, Aaron's Grandparents, parents and myself go in on one for him. Dad thought this was a great idea, only problem was, how do we find out which guitar to get him??

A few weeks ago, Aaron and I were in kitchener for the weekend. My mom and I had gone out to do some shopping, and Aaron had stayed at home to finish schoolwork. However, mom and I were gone for SO LONG that Aaron was done and getting bored, so my dad took him over to a music store so they could play with instruments. While they were there, Aaron found a guitar he seemed to really like (and it was on sale!) So my dad told me this, and asked if I thought it should be guitar we got for his birthday. Well, I hadn't talked to Aaron's parents yet, so I tol dhim to hold off buying it until I could! :) Driving back to Welland, Aaron told me all about these two guitars he really liked, but was saying he liked one of them more than the other, and why he did, yaddayadda... And even said to me, "You know, with the questions your dad was asking me, I thought he was going to buy it for me!" I just gave him an awkward laugh...So I asked his mom if she would like to go in on it and the grandparents too, and she thought it was a good idea! So, I gave my dad the okay!

I have to admit, I was a little nervous about getting it for him! A while back he had told me that he wanted to pick the guitar. Okay... so in a way he HAD picked this guitar... but I dunno, I was just nervous! lol

Anyways, moving along a little faster. Dad went and got the guitar, my mom did an awesome job at wrapping it and making a card, and the three of us drove up to Welland on Wed. night for Aaron and his cousin Lisa's combined b-day dinner. We kept the guitar in the van so he wouldn't see it before we were ready to give presents. I had made a scavenger hunt for him, so it took me a few minutes to put the clues in place. Dad and I had planned that when we were in the apartment looking for clues, that would be his cue to get the guitar from the van and bring it into the living room.

After a delicious meal prepared by Aaron's mom (home made burgers, cesaer salad, potatoes, veggies, chocolate cake and ice cream..mmm....making me hungry!) We began to open the presents, and Aaron got his first clue! I was suprised, but he actually needed help finding out where the next clue was. I decided it was best that I go with him so he didn't take too long. lol We went to their "outhouse" in the backyard, then downstairs to the couch, then to a couple places in the apartment, and finally back to the living room.

He says that he knew what he was getting because of my last clue, but I think he was just HOPING. :) But, walking into the living room and seeing the box in the typical guitar shape--that's when he KNEW! He was all smiles as he opened it (or tore into it, I should say) and when he saw it was the one he had wanted, he looked at my dad knowingly, and he was just beaming! I was pretty thrilled that he was thrilled. He sat on the couch and played "Brown Eyed Girl" while the rest of us tried to remember the lyrics and sing (a total disaster...)

And that was pretty much Aaron's 25th birthday! YAY!! I'm so happy he was born, and that I was the lucky girl that got to marry him! Could not ask for a better husband! :)