Our Sweet Baby James

     It was Sunday December 28th that I noticed something different. I started to notice around 12pm(right after church ended) that I hadn't felt our baby move since the day before. I went home to rest and did have one small movement that made me think "oh he's just slowing down like they usually do in the 3rd trimester". But by 7pm that night I was beginning to worry again. He hadn't moved. I tried juice, walking, talking, music. Everything. So I finally called the on call doctor and she told me it would be advisable for me to go to labor and delivery. The entire drive over I knew my life was about to change, and not for the better.
    I checked myself in and waited in the lobby with my husband and parents. Finally I was taken back, my husband and mom in tow. The nurse checked with a Doppler at first. No heartbeat was detected. She told me the doctor would be in for an ultrasound in a few minutes. The ultrasound only confirmed what I already knew. There was no heartbeat, he was dead. They called my doctor and he said he wanted me to stay overnight and be induced in the morning.
     Then on Tuesday December 30th at 7:41pm I gave birth to my precious first born son, Carter James Hinkle.

     He was 2lb. 10.8 oz. and 15 in. He had the biggest hands and feet, and the most beautiful little mouth. The cord was wrapped around his tiny neck 3 times. He stayed with us in the room overnight until it was time for him to go. Then 13 hours after giving birth to him I was released from the hospital and headed to plan his funeral.
    I still can't fathom that the moment I became a mom is also the moment that broke my heart forever. I can't accept that we'll never have him come in our room to wake us up on Saturday mornings like little children do. I'll never wake up in the night to feed him, or even see him smile at us. And I wonder where it all goes, the hopes and dreams I had for him.
    I'll never forget the look on Dillon's face when he knew James was dead, or how gentle he was as he held him and wiped the blood from his nose.
    I look back at the few days before it all happened. I was busy compiling the guest list for his shower and making lists of things to be done before his arrival. My parents had just given us the money that they wanted to use to buy his crib and stroller. We used it to buy his casket.
    Everything is different now. To be perfectly honest everything has lost it's meaning for me. The world has dimmed, my faith is shaken(or maybe it's just gone), and I can't just go blindly on like I had been. It's like what is there now? Now that he's gone. 
    Every decision I made involved him. Every time I ate I had to track it on my pregnancy app to make sure I was giving him enough protein or calcium. And for what? So he could die inside me at 29weeks. 
    I wish more than anything that I could have known sooner, then maybe we could've saved him. People tell me I couldn't have done anything, but I'll never know that to be true.
   Everyone tells me it get better, and I'm sure they're right. But it still can't change the fact that he's not coming home. That we won't be awaiting his first word or finding seats at his high school graduation.  If I could have the little time we had with him back I would, and I'd never leave. I'd sit there and hold him forever, and I'd find something to bring him back.

Dinners, Deals, & Doctors

   Hey y'all! I hope everyone had a nice, relaxing Thanksgiving! We celebrated with my parents, my grand-daddy, and my brother and sister-in-law, and nieces on Thanksgiving night over here. Then on Friday we went and celebrated Thanksgiving and my mother-in-law's birthday at my in-laws and brother-in-law house. So we had a very nice holiday! Lots of food, lots of family, and a few good deals on Black Friday.
   Here's our table for dinner over here:

   As for the good deals I found here's one I can share(since the others are Christmas presents).

 

 

   I found these curtains at Walmart for our bedroom. I've been wanting to find something new for our windows, right now I have lace curtains that I picked out when I was 13. So I was thrilled to find these! They were on sale for $5 for a 2 panel pack. I remember last year they kept quite a few of the items on sale at Walmart after Black Friday, so you might be able to still find them!

    Last week Dillon and I put up our Christmas tree.

    Here's Baby H's very 1st Christmas ornament:
 

 

 

       And here's the finished product:

 I just love the glow of a Christmas tree!

   
    Sunday Dillon and I lit the 1st candle of the advent season at our church. The Hope candle.

  As we go through all of these traditions I can't help but get excited thinking about next year when Baby H is here to celebrate with us. Each ritual and event brings a whole new meaning to me this year.
   Speaking of Baby H, I just had an appointment with my doctor today! I'm 25 weeks on the dot, he's 1lb 9oz. and is the size of a napa cabbage. He probably has a hair color at this point, which I'm guessing will be very dark since Dillon and I have dark hair. He can also tell which way is up and which way is down, at least that's what my app tells me haha! I'm suppose to see my doctor again in exactly 4 weeks(December 30th) to have my glucose test. Eeek! I'm praying that all of my numbers are in the normal range, I'd appreciate y'all's prayers as well.
  Here's his pictures from the appointment:

 

    Here's his profile! So precious!

    Here's his foot! They told me it's measuring just under 2 inches which to me is pretty long!

    Sorry for the overload on pictures. There's just so many things I wanted to share! It kinda feels like forever since I've done a post. Thanks for reading y'all!