Though it took about 12 attempts, I successfully skinnied a hideous pair of boot-ish cut maternity pants. I kept sewing it wrong then unpicking the seams - which I actually adore doing. Maybe I subconsciously did it on purpose...
View from the top.
I discovered a pair old snuggly pants in my maternity stash that had me feeling glorious. Is there any way I can wear wear nothing but velour track suits and not look... well, like this?
See the otter? The daughter? The reflection of the mom-er? We took the sweetest excursion to Mad-Town to see the zoo and discovered a 7-11 on the way. Slurpees?! Heavenly day. It hurt to head home. It also smelled, too.
We actually escaped the kids for a few sweet minutes and lay in bed before they found us. I do so love being his partner.
A dress in progress. I'm quickly out-growing my clothes, so I snagged this material for $3 a yard to try and make myself a dress.
I even ironed it too... I am looking embarrassed because I'm well aware that this looks like a hospital gown. If I take the hem up a few inches, are there any accessories that can save it?
At some point I'll make this material into a skirt for WonderGirl. For now, ooooo, look who's pretending to be artistic!