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Me Made Maternity 4: Antici...pation

My final stages of getting excited and prepping and drawing to a close.  My mom made some dresses and they have been hemmed, I'm snipping loose threads from my new skirt and ironing some other stuff to prep for this month.  I'm actually becoming excited, and it's all thanks to elasticated waistbands and dresses.

Dude, straight talk: I'm in love with elastic waistbands in clothing.  Luckily, I've made a ton of skirts with them as a main feature over the past few years.

Now you may be thinking: where did this sudden epiphany come from?  I've been transitioned into maternity pants now for about a month and my bump has just gotten to the point where I really can't wear anything but maternity pants.  The only downside is a maternity pant with panels kind of tends to slide down and can get awfully uncomfortable throughout the day.  Luckily, I know have lots of elastic waistband skirts thanks to making them throughout the year (and when they stretch out, I'll just redo the elastic) and I've invested in leggings and shorts to wear underneath for teaching reasons. 

All things considered, Me Made May this year is going well thanks to help from my mom and straight up maternity wear necessity.  I'm pretty excited to wear some of these upcoming pieces:
My first pencil skirt! 

Such comfy dress...so excite.

And fits well too!
So the project begins tomorrow.  As for right now, I'm hopeful.  We'll see how this goes...
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