Speaking of Eric and Margaret’s wedding, the girls were asked to wear yellow. Before searching online for maternity options, I knew I needed to make my dress. Afterall, chances are really slim that I’d be able to find a maternity dress that hits close to the knees with sleeves in yellow. A quick search confirmed it. NOPE. No problem though.
I found this comfy bright mustard jersey, but it was so plain. I didn’t want a solid yellow dress, so I immediately thought of my friend Miriam and her magical stamps that she carves. She’s such a sweet friend and let me borrow her geometric rose stamp (here and here). Isn’t the design simply brilliant? Sometimes I covet her artistic genius, so it was fun to be able to borrow it for this little (ahem, big) dress.
I’ve been living in my jersey shift dress that I made last year (it just stretches right with you), so I made another one with raglan sleeves. I used Hey June’s Raglan tee pattern as the base. I can’t get enough of that pattern. By the end of the summer, half of my wardrobe will have raglan sleeves, I just know it.
The sewing was pretty quick, but printing took about 3 hours to do for front and back pieces. I was trying to get it done in time for Eric and Margaret’s first reception, but it didn’t happen. It’s one of those things where I have to let go of any previous expectations or I won’t be any fun. I’m glad I let go and took my time on this one.
I paired the dress for the reception with cream and gold accessories. I feel like it toned down the bright yellow while still keeping it light and summery. I believe I’ve worn this exact outfit a handful of times since finishing the ensemble the beginning of May.
- glasses: c/o Coastal
- earrings: Aldo
- blazer: H&M
- dress: handmade
- belt: vintage
- watch: c/o Tai Pan
- shoes: Aldo
I hemmed everything with a serged blind hem so it’ll stretch with me as I do. Can you tell my face and arms have started to fill out? I can!! There’s no denying that I’m pregnant anymore.
Tangent: I’m 24 weeks along now and I feel so much bigger at this point in my pregnancy than with the last two. I’ve certainly had my fun eating my way through Phoenix and Salt Lake this time around. I don’t feel bad about it though. I’m so stoked to be growing a baby again! Also, it’s been fun that Chris has kept the fridge and pantry well-stocked with ice cream and anything my baby belly desires. Since he’s been home (it’s been over a year since he left his job!) he’s been more involved in the pregnancy. I love that. I’m terrified of the transition from two to three kids, but if I’ve got Chris by my side I’ll be able to handle anything.