I'll Admit It.

My mom might beg to differ, but I can admit that I'm wrong. Need an example?

How about my whole entire pregnancy...

Ever since that positive pregnancy test, it seems like I have been wrong in every aspect.

First, I thought Jack-Jack would be a girl: that didn't happen (and I was really excited to use the name Lily Jane).

Second, I thought I wouldn't get stretch marks: oh man...I don't think there is a square inch on my butt that isn't covered in a stretch mark (excuse my bluntness).

Next, I thought for sure I would have Jack-Jack early. Yet here I am, still preggo with only two days left until my due date.

Lastly, if I haven't progressed this past week (like I think I haven't), I'm hoping my doc will set a date for inducing me (which of course, could be very wrong).

So yes, I can admit I'm wrong. And isn't it so funny that it takes me having a kid in order to confess it. Such is life. :)

My weekly doctor's appointment is tomorrow. Yep, at 9:30 am on Thursday, February 18th, my doctor will be deciding my fate. I'll let you know...maybe.

All the Best.

Inspiration from a Sunday Lesson.

"People who have nothing to do are quickly tired of their own company."

--Jeremy Collier

Arrival

No, not Jack-Jack, but something just as sweet...



Oh yeah, baby. I've been missing my Thin Mints these past months. Which gives me another reason why I'm glad Jack hasn't come yet...I can eat as many of these bad boys as I want...and not feel guilty. I can probably polish off my boxes before then. :)

Thank you, Girl Scouts!! You have made my day so much better.

All the Best!

Maintaining Status Quo.

Well, I had my weekly doctor's appointment this morning. I was hoping to have progressed just one more step (as in dilated to 4 cm) in order for the doc to send me to the hospital.

But unfortunately I didn't progress at all...so I will not be seeing Jack-Jack today like I was hoping.

No worries, though! After the disappointed feeling left I had a lot to be happy for. Like:

• My doctor is out of town this whole week. If I was induced today he would not be delivering my baby boy.


• February 11th would be a weird birth date (no offense to all those who were born today).


• I'm sleeping great and I currently have a burst of energy. I'm more mobile now than I was a week ago.


• If Jack is born after Sunday he will be born in the year of the Tiger...same as me (for all you Chinese New Year followers).
  


• We have more time to prepare for his arrival. We have all the major bases covered, but it would be nice to get all the little things figured out too.

So really, it's OK that he didn't come today. Besides, he really isn't due until the 20th...so I'll live. I just want him to be happy and healthy (and under 9 lbs!).

In other news, I finished a project for his room on Tuesday. Here are the results:

I fell in love with these wooden frames at Hobby Lobby (my new favorite place!) and thought they would look great in his room. Also, do you recognize the wooden blocks? They are from the photo shoot that Bernadette did for me...seen here. I was trying to figure out some way to display them, but it's kinda hard when you only have white walls to work with (side note: I can't wait to own a house so I can paint the walls!!!!). Anyways, thanks J.D. for giving me the idea and Bernadette for supplying the letters!!

All the Best.

Netflix Find

LOVE this!!

Yet I'm always a sucker for the 18th century. In fact, sometimes I fantasize about wearing the super big dresses (It's my dirty little secret). If you love Jane Austen, you will love this TV series on BBC. Once again, thank you Netflix!

All the Best!

Tick Tock...

Bart and I are pretty much counting down the days to when baby Jack will arrive...and it looks like he will arrive sooner than our sidebar countdown leads us to believe.

I had my first weekly appointment today and everything is still dandy. I lost a pound, which the nurse assured me was pretty normal since my appetite is dropping off to prepare for labor. That's fine with me...one less pound to shed when Jack is out. :)

Have I progressed, you ask? According to my nurse I have:

Dilated: 3 cm Effaced: 75%

She thinks a couple of good contractions and I'll be well on my way to the hospital. In fact, if I'm still progressing by my next appointment, my doctor is more than likely going to send me to the hospital to "get the ball rolling" (...but with my luck I will stop progressing this instant and go a week over my due date...).

I found out that Jack-Jack's head is down, which is a huge relief. I was also informed that he will probably be a good 7 - 7.5 lbs if he is born within the next week or so....so cross your fingers. I don't know if my body can handle a bigger baby than that.

So all is well with the Hatch family and baby boy. If you notice a drop off in postings it's probably a sign that our little one is here...or I just got really lazy. :)

All the Best!

An Uncontrollable Urge.

I need to take pictures of something...now!

I don't care what it is, as long as I can be creative with it.

Although, I don't know how my body will be able to cope with a photoshoot. But again, I really don't care. I have an itchy trigger finger.

Just another reason why I want Jack-Jack to come soon. So I can have a subject when I have these urges.

And I hate posting without pictures!!!

So, any suggestions as to subjects or remarkable places for picture taking would be greatly appreciated.

All the Best.