Pregnancy Journal: Weeks 38-39

by Lara on August 7, 2012

July 28, 2012 (38 weeks, 3 days):

Matthew ran in an 8k race this afternoon.   He’s on a fitness kick, and enthusiastically tells me he wants to run the Seattle Marathon in November.  I’m sprawled on the couch, eating Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked FroYo straight from the carton and plotting ways to get an order of Gordon Biersch garlic fries delivered to me as he says this.  Genuinely I ask, “Why?”

There was a time when the quest for a flat stomach and toned shoulders was all I could think about.  Those days are gone.  Long, long gone.  At this stage in the game, I see the appeal in watching Sister Wives while eating buttered cinnamon toast. This is my true enlightenment.

He gives a 30-second speech on health and energy and vitality.

“Eh,” is all I can say in between bites.  I am the definition of indifference.

It’s like that James Bond song.  It’s just another way to die.


July 30, 2012 (38 weeks, 5 days):

Sneaking in a cleaning at the dentist.  I’m cramming in a lot of things in these last days; carefully prioritizing the most important tasks to assure they are checked off before I send this child an eviction notice.

My dentist is very keen to discuss the pregnancy.  He tells me that his daughter just gave birth to his first grandchild last Wednesday.  “Congratulations,” I splatter, as he inspects my gum line.  I’m hoping to leave it at that when he tells me, in excruciating detail, about the resulting complications from her very long and difficult labor.  “But good luck to you!” he says.

On my way out, he looks me up and down and says, “I don’t even have to ask.  I can tell you’re having a girl.”

I just smile.  Keep your day job, doc.


August 2, 2012 (39 weeks, 1 day):

Today we are interviewing a pediatrician for Flip.  Since we’re still undecided on his real name, during these final days we are opting to use the nickname all the nurses use when we go in for our appointments now.  “Flipper,” is what they call him.  He has a reputation, you see.

Something about being at the pediatrician’s office, hearing babies cry, and talking about the imminent care of OUR baby makes this all suddenly very real.  I have a nagging feeling all day and, sure enough, before bed I have what Matthew calls a “first-degree freak out.”

Apparently he has a rating system for my dramatic outcries.

“We’re over prepared for birth and under prepared for parenting,” I tell him.  “Do you realize we’re actually going to have a BABY here in a matter of days?”

“What if he doesn’t like us?  What if we don’t know what he needs?  Our lives are never going to be the same!  You and me, lying here right now, this might be the LAST night that things will be like this!”

Matthew looks at me as if to say, I don’t know what you’ve been doing for the past nine months, but I’ve been preparing for a baby. 

Sure, I’ve been preparing for a baby.  I’ve been standing in a very long line to ride a roller coaster, and now, right now, our little cart is clicking slowly up the gigantic hill.

And we’re about to go down.


August 7, 2012 (39 weeks, 6 days):

40 weeks is far, far too long to be pregnant.

Short of taking a toothbrush to our baseboards, the house is immaculate.  The car has been cleaned and filled with a full tank of gas.  The kitchen is stocked with homemade freezer meals, three dozen eggs, four cartons of milk (cow and almond), two loaves of bread, and several pounds of fresh and frozen fruit.  We are in no immediate danger of running out of toilet paper, paper towels, wet wipes, or toothpaste.  I have two ladies on standby to watch the dogs as soon as I say the word.

C’mon, Flip.  It’s time to ride the roller coaster.  I’ll be brave if you will.

Scratch that.  I’ll be brave enough for both of us.

Just hold my hand and let me show you the way outta there.


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{ 30 comments… read them below or add one }

Sana August 7, 2012 at 9:58 am

Well if it makes you feel any better my mom said the hardest part about raising my siblings and I was when we hit our early twenties and late teens (basically now). We are (23,20 and 18). Sooo you have a some time to get ready for that!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 10:28 am

Hehe…that does bring some comfort 😉


Sarah August 7, 2012 at 10:12 am

So glad he flipped!

I’m so excited for you! I remember a similar “first degree freak out,” I think I was 37 weeks along and thinking for whatever reason that Eli would come early. I was sitting in his nursery, gliding along in a chair that I would soon find out was not comfortable for actual nursing, and suddenly I was like, OMG. OH MY GOD. A baby is going to be here. In this room. Depending on me. What if I kill him by mistake because I didn’t know what to do?

I read every book known to man about pregnancy and read nothing about what to do with the actual baby. lol

But it all works out. You guys are going to be awesome parents! I’m sure you’ve been told this a hundred times already, but the best advice I ever got was – Trust your instincts, because no one has ever had YOUR baby before.



Lara August 7, 2012 at 10:30 am

Oh man, I hope our glider is comfortable for nursing!
Yep, that’s exactly how I feel. Time to read about actual baby care now!
Thank you for the vote of confidence. I actually haven’t been told that last part before, and I do find it comforting!


Elise August 7, 2012 at 10:21 am

I’m sticking with B3 for the name until otherwise notified…and maybe even then, too. Time to come out and play, B3! You’ve got a couple of younger 2nd cousins who are dying to know you are here…and a whole slew of aunties, uncles, grandparents. Basically, the whole world. Believe me, B3, you’ll have a whole lot more fun out here in the big, wide world than you will have in that nice comfy cave you’re hanging out in right now!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 10:34 am

Maybe if he won’t listen to his mama, he’ll listen to his great auntie instead! Fingers crossed!


Elise August 7, 2012 at 11:02 am

Kids will always listen to almost any other adult more often than they will listen to their parents. It’s a rule. 😉


Ruby @ Focus, Woman! August 7, 2012 at 10:25 am

You should totally order some grass for your lawn (which I don’t think you have?). Anyway. Once we order the grass, and it was delivered, and Rowan laid it down (as I was in a similar state as you described), the next very next day Amber was born. So yeah. Anything impractical. Make an appointment somewhere in the future days.


Lara August 7, 2012 at 10:38 am

Haha! Hmm, no lawn to order, but I did make an appointment for Thursday that I’m hoping I have to cancel. Good advice Ruby 😉


Lissa August 7, 2012 at 10:25 am

I love your sense of humor, Lara! Sooo excited for you guys!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 10:40 am

Thanks Lissa! You’re a great cheerleader 🙂


linda August 7, 2012 at 10:53 am

You’re looking beautiful with a belly full of baby!

I’ve just started my maternity leave and am finally getting around to making my list of To Do and just enjoying the time feeling the baby’s kicks. On top of my list is eating tons of ice cream with feet propped on the couch too!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 6:05 pm

Thank you, Linda. Yay for maternity leave! Enjoy that ice cream 🙂


Jessie @ Graze With Me August 7, 2012 at 10:57 am

Haha, Flip!! I love that. Don’t worry about being under-prepared for parenthood. I’m pretty sure there isn’t any way around that, you just have to get thrown into the trenches along with the rest of us! You’ll do great as soon as you get to know your baby, it takes a while, but soon you’ll be an old pro. I promise.

One perk of going past your due date is answering those who ask when it is….”Oh, last Wednesday.” The looks on their faces always made me laugh. Again, SO excited for you!!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 6:07 pm

Thanks Jessie! I love your pics on Instagram of Lyric. She is SUCH a cutie pie!


Abby August 7, 2012 at 11:02 am

Obviously I have no experience in this realm, but I just wanted to wish you luck and say I’m so excited for you guys 🙂 I can’t wait for you to introduce the new family member!


Lara August 7, 2012 at 6:07 pm

Thank you Abby! The luck is very appreciated 🙂


Jenn (eating bender) August 7, 2012 at 11:34 am

Favorite line of this post (though there are many to choose from): “Matthew looks at me as if to say, I don’t know what you’ve been doing for the past nine months, but I’ve been preparing for a baby.”

I have a feeling that when I am 39 weeks and 1 day I will be saying the exact same things as you! So excited for you, Lara. I’m thinking of you often and can’t wait until you announce your news! In the meantime, I will be visiting 🙂



Lisa August 7, 2012 at 11:54 am

So exciting! You look beautiful. We’re all rooting for you! 🙂


Abby August 7, 2012 at 12:05 pm

Men, especially first time dads, are always calm before a baby comes, because
1) they don’t have to do the actual baby getting out business, and 2) they have no idea what’s to come with a newborn haha
Wishing you all of the luck in the world for a safe easy delivery!
Can’t wait to see pictures of the baby, but in the meantime you are looking great!
I was a bloated, enormous mess at the end of my pregnancy 🙂


Carey Marley August 7, 2012 at 12:16 pm

My theory on parenting is this – the more perpared you think you are, and the more books you read telling you what your baby should do, the more stressed out you’ll be. Your baby doesn’t know any other mummy and daddy, and as a result, whatever you do is just right. Follow your instincts and I promise you, it’ll all be 100% fine 🙂

Whatever YOUR baby does is normal for him. Follow his lead, go with his routine, sleep when he sleeps (seriously do this!!) don’t feel guilty that the dogs are being put 2nd for a bit and just enjoy the first very difficult weeks as best you can.

And, remember how quickly 40 weeks has just gone. 12 weeks after birth, things get significantly easier :-)))


Heather Eats Almond Butter August 7, 2012 at 12:22 pm

I love you. 🙂


Missy August 7, 2012 at 12:28 pm

This is so funny to me! I love the way you compare it to a roller coaster – that’s exactly what it is- there’s no turning back!! Everyday I keep hoping to see the tweet that you have gone to the hospital – maybe later today or tomorrow but I’m praying for this week! Run Flipper run!!


glidingcalm August 7, 2012 at 2:27 pm

SO SOON! 🙂 I love reading these blog posts too… you make me SMILE…..and you keepz it real. thank you!


Biz August 7, 2012 at 2:39 pm

The last lines of the post were my favorite!

C’mon, Flip. It’s time to ride the roller coaster. I’ll be brave if you will.

Scratch that. I’ll be brave enough for both of us.

Just hold my hand and let me show you the way outta there.



Emily Malone August 7, 2012 at 2:50 pm

These updates are so fun to read. I am counting down with you! Can’t wait for him to get here.


Erin August 7, 2012 at 8:08 pm

I only cry when you blog I swear.

Flip, we’re ready to meet you handsome 🙂


Quail August 9, 2012 at 8:04 am

Well you are WAY more prepared than I ever was, and trust me- being a parent is somehow built into you! It’s going to come naturally- and the beauty of it is, there is no right or wrong answer, because it is your baby 🙂 Tell Matt not to worry- you will eventually get back to your “healthy” ways, they may just be different than before lol. I miss you and have been thinking abou you tons!! I know its hard with teh emotional outbursts, but TRY and really enjoy your hubby these last few days, before you know it, both of your attention will be on FLIP 😉 love your nickname…..GOOD LUCK!!


anneliesz August 28, 2012 at 2:09 pm

I just looked over this post again. After you became a mom. I’m beyond excited for you and your husband as you continue growing into being parents.


Lara August 29, 2012 at 3:04 pm

Aww, I just read it again too, after reading your comment 😉 Thank you Annelies!


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