
That's right.  I'm learning new things every day.  Muumuu is spelled with double, double u's.  Fascinating.  
I realized that while I was working on this dress that I haven't sewn for myself since I was 13 years old.  Growing up there were a few summers when I would spend a week with my Grandma Vera and she would teach my antsy body to slow down and sew.  I wonder who had to learn more patience in those weeks?  Anyway, I am so grateful for that time together, and the smell of a hot iron on fabric always takes me back to that place.
One thing I didn't realize then, but struck me now is that it takes a certain amount of courage to sew for yourself.  AND, it takes a tremendous amount of courage to sew for yourself when pregnant (and then take a picture and post in on your blog).  I'm feeling quite courageous.
I've got the whole summer to be pregnant and I want to be comfortable.  I am starting to get the point where I have very little tolerance for anything around my waist, hips, or belly.  When I was walking through the fabric store (only intending to buy elastic and a snap setter) 
this pattern nearly jumped off the shelf.  It spoke to me: flowing, roomy, nonrestrictive, muumuu.  Then the linen was on sale and that settled it.  At home I began cutting, sewing, and thinking: "Am I going to look like a sack of potatoes in this thing?"  (
Enter courage.)  I adjust a little here and there and kept going until it was finished.  And then, I wore it.  In public.  Multiple times.  I can pull weeds in it.  I can dress it up or down with a cardigan, necklace, and shoes.  If I want a little more shape I can add a sash empire style.  
The back yoke is quite large and in all it's whiteness stands out quite a bit.  It makes me think it should be embellished with a big rose or something.  That would require more courage so we'll see.  
I think it will do nicely, even though I have to admit 
it is a little "potato sackish".