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.