Today I made my first maternity shirt.
The first shirt for myself, ever, that wasn’t refashioned.
Today I re-threaded my dusty overlocker & got it stitching moderately okay for the first time, without the manual.
Today, for the first time, I didn’t give up at the first sign of trouble on the knit fabric front.
I used buttons to add design interest (…or maybe to hide a big hulking oops… Probably not for the first time, admittedly…) on the neckline.
I realised today for the first time, after attempting to get a nice shot of me wearing this shirt of firsts, that I will be wearing nothing but black for the rest of my pregnancy because I look like a small house. You will not, I repeat not, be seeing any full-body shots of me in the foreseeable future, which I doubt you particularly wanted to see, but I’m just putting it out there…