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23 Weeks - Dressing the Bump with Pink Blush

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style_pinkblush-2style_pinkblush-8style_pinkblush-13style_pinkblush-14style_pinkblush-4style_pinkblush-6 style_pinkblush-16 style_pinkblush-3style_pinkblush-9 style_pinkblush-7dress: c/o Pink Blush - Grey Heathered Soft Knit Maternity Sweater Dress | boots & scarf: Madewell
This was the day that we wandered out to pick out a Christmas tree, & I debated back & forth on what was probably the last day of 2016 that I could get away without tights. Seasons seem to come & go with a bang in DC, throwing a random week here & there of too warm or too cold weather that both throws your wardrobe off & often gets your husband sick.

It's tradition for us now to pick up hot chocolate from Dolcezza, which we consider to be the best hot chocolate in the city, when doing anything Christmas tree related. It's hard EVERY year not to pick up a decadent, INSANELY rich hot chocolate (with a perfect hint of cinnamon) from literally around the corner, but even harder this year when my caffeine intake is limited & every single even mildly unhealthy thing seems to pop up somewhere between my knee caps & my hip bones, wheeeeee.

So far, my search with cute maternity clothes that don't SEEM like maternity clothes has been far less daunting than I anticipated. YAY! As a fat bottomed girl, I've always known I'd have to go full on Kim K. with my maternity style, while working hard to avoid what could be a Jessica Simpson pregnancy situation... Minus the personal trainers at the end. Fitted maternity dresses like this one from Pink Blush have been my saving grace, pairing super well with either tights & layers or even my black coated denim leggings that still just barely slide under my belly. Also crucial has been the breathability factor, since I fluctuate between seasonably cold & OMG GET THIS COAT AND SCARF AND CLOTHES OFF ME in the blink of an eye while walking the city. It's great.

This week, the baby & I have starting poking wars, which is both funny & sweet. Given its parentage, there's no way this little babe won't have an outrageous personality. Fresh pineapple continues to be my only craving, & sleeping through the night already seems to be a thing of the past... Which seems cruel with an impending newborn on the way. But c'est la vie. I spent a good 30 minutes of my insomnia last night just staring at the 3D ultrasound photo we have, imagining the nights I'll spend awake, able to touch that very same face. How very surreal.

xx

22 Weeks - Dressing the Bump with HATCH

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HONORED to announce that I am one of HATCH's first brand ambassadors in their #HATCHgal program. I've been following this brand for what seems like 100 years years, but is in reality more like five - When we were freshly married & babies were a far-far-away-someday dream. Shout out to Cup of Jo aka the Queen Mother of Lifestyle Blogging & Really the Reason We're All Here.

I tried SO hard to put off any maternity clothes purchases for as long as I could, & it was a weird personal victory to make it halfway through without giving in to maternity jeans. I have a very long waist, so it took a little longer for my bump to show up, which helped prolong the boyjeans & stretchy highwaisted jeans of pre-pregnancy. But when 20 weeks hit & that whole rubber band jeans hack was NOT working, I knew it was time. I went kicking & screaming, but it was time.

THE THING IS that there really was no glory in forcing myself into my "normal" clothes, which mostly just resulted in unbuttoned jeans under the restaurant table & wearing my largest flowy shirts that were cute & oversized pre-baby, but at 19 weeks, were just hugging my weird baby-or-big-lunch bump. It was a strangely emotional thing to admit it was time for maternity clothes, especially at this point in weekly growing pains & weight gain when my waistline feels like an old friend from middle school that I remember fondly but doubt I'll ever see again.

That's where HATCH's collection of chic apparel swoops in, offering a line of clothing that I would & could honestly wear post-baby. It's a perfect blend of elevated tomboy & classic styles, redefining maternity with nary a pleated side seam in sight. This sweater dress is so perfectly heavy & warm, but thin enough that I feel really confident about my winter coat zipping over it for at least another two months. I've already worn this dress 3 times in a week. It doesn't count if it's with different people every time, right?

Weird body image issues & style redefining aside... It's pretty surreal to be writing a post about my pregnancy style. For what felt like SO many months, I waited for this bump to show up, just for physical proof beyond headaches & falling asleep on the couch at 8pm that this is real. For YEARS, I dreamed about what these little kicks would feel like, & now I can reliably feel this tiny human at mostly any given moment. The human body is incredible & miraculous & really awesome for growing this babe without me having to even think about doing it. Crazy, right?

So! Now that you know where to get your maternity clothes, send me all your maternity POSES. The baby bump is still small enough that I feel like you can only see it if I'm squishing it with both hands (as demonstrated by these photos), a pose that always annoyed me when OTHER people did it. WHO AM I.

As a final note, if you've never been to DC in the fall, you're missing out. These yellow lines streets are everywhere, & it's almost enough to wish that fall would stay forever... But Christmas.

xx

Lately

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img_8026dress: Forever 21 | boots: Madewell | hat: Biltmore

Whoo! Things really don't ever actually slow down. Is that some revelation I was supposed to have had a lot sooner as an adult? I'm still processing that the busiest part of my November has already come & gone, so I definitely haven't gotten to the part where I realize that Thanksgiving is next week. NEXT WEEK.

First up, baby things: Speaking of time passing, I'm somehow halfway through this pregnancy? Like... What? We've had some pretty big moments recently, from finding out the baby's gender to Jared feeling the baby move for the first time. (To answer the burning question, we will be revealing the baby's sex at some point, we're just really trying to figure out how to do so without using pastel pink or blue. It's amazing how difficult it has already proven to be to avoid the stereotypical gendered colors. But I'll just go ahead & put it out there that this baby is NEUTRAL FOR DAYS/ALL THE GREY & WHITE. /end rant)

Our anatomy ultrasound was truly incredible... Seeing how big the baby has grown since the last time we saw it at 10 weeks was more surprising than finding out the gender, honestly. We were also given a 3D photo of the baby's face, & immediately transformed into the parents that believe with every ounce of their being that they have the most beautiful baby in the world. It was practically instantaneous. We keep showing the photo to people, who try really hard to see what we're seeing, then smile & agree with us while we beam at our cloudy 1st baby picture. It was literally less than 6 months ago that ultrasound photos meant nothing to me, but surpriiiiise! When it's your own baby, those images are the most precious thing you own.

But seriously, I'm pretty sure the baby has my nose.

Next up, other major life changes: Having a baby in four months (omgggg) has been a catalyst for some other pretty major life changes for the two of us. When we first moved to DC, Jared saw our current apartment for all of 2 minutes before we had to sign a lease, & I saw it for the first time the day we moved in. "12 months, just 12 months" was our mantra, as we tried to finagle our life into 580 sq. ft of space. 12 months definitely turned into 24, as it goes, but we are finally moving three days after Christmas. SO grateful for our new space, even if we are saying goodbye to the best DC neighborhood, & our dishwasher. Okay, & also central air & our own washer/dryer. But SPACE. There is SO MUCH SPACE. & the tiniest, most adorable nursery in the world. Can. Not. Wait.

We also took the giant / major / terrifying step of me quitting my part time job to focus solely on Tart, this blog & the impending bébé. Tart is definitely at the point that we can only grow more if we are putting more into it, & taking the step off that cliff has been a scary but necessary next move that we've known was coming. I'm excited to see what happens, & prayerfully hoping that I don't drown in stress when an extreme upswing of business doesn't happen overnight. I've started slipping into "WHAT AM I DOING??!" madness a couple of times, but then I remember last week, when we had a styled shoot, a wedding, new website deadlines & holiday event prep that there seriously were not enough hours in the week to handle. Having unadulterated time to concentrate on the business is going to be good. It's going to be great. Being able to own our own company while also having families has been a dream for Amelia & I since Day 1, so this is just Step 2 in dream realization.

Organizing my time is going to be a major process for me, since I'm so used to giving up entire days to my part time gig, but I'm excited for this next phase. It's been a loooong time coming... & with Jared's help, I've now fulfilled my promise to myself to not work retail this holiday season. *high kick/fist pump*

I'm taking a celebratory day trip to NYC with my baby sister tomorrow, so I'm off to make sure the snacks are packed, the external phone charger is ready to go & the itinerary is all set. I'll be back soon with some more baby updates, bumpin' style posts (from a real camera), our Seattle city guide & moments from Thanksgiving weekend!

Happy weekend!

xx