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Make Your Own "Belly Band" in Less Than 1 Minute!

I've been meaning to buy a few Bella Bands which are useful when you're not quite ready for maternity wear but not fitting into your regular clothes anymore. Basically they're knit tubes (not unlike a tube top) that you wear around your waist. You can use them to cover the gap between the waist of your pants and your too-short tops or you can pull them down over the top of your pants to camouflage the fact that you can no longer button your pants. You can also use them after pregnancy while breastfeeding to cover your stomach and back so they're not exposed when you hike up your shirt to feed the baby.

I decided to try and sew some of my own Belly Bands this weekend instead of spending money on them however this morning I woke up and the capris that fit me last week (at least I could zip them and tie the drawstring which hid the fact that the button was undone) barely even zipped. I'd already worn my one elastic waist skirt (something else to make this weekend!) yesterday so I had to come up with another plan. In my pajama drawer I found a few old camisoles that I've never really worn as I'm just too busty for them. So I found one that matched my outfit, chopped off the straps, and hiked it up around my waist. It worked out pretty well although I felt as though it wasn't quite snug enough to really hold up my pants so I took another camisole, one that was made of a very stretchy lace fabric and chopped that one off too. I then layered the lace one over the solid one and ta-da! My very own belly band is hiding the fact that my pants are barely zipped.. It's pretty comfy too I have to say!

So I still have weekend plans to sew up some nicer bands using some old t-shirts, camisoles, and random scraps I have around the craft room but I'm pretty pleased that my makeshift band worked and I didn't have to wear my pajama bottoms to work! I knew those old camisoles would come in handy one day!!


  1. That's awesome! I guess that's how they were invented in the first place, eh?


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