8 Kids + Disneyland!

We survived taking the whole crew to Disneyland! Here are some of our goofs and a highlight video.

We DID it!  We survived Disneyland with the whole crew!  I’m working on an in-depth post all about how to do Disneyland with, like, a billion children in tow, but in the meantime, I hope you enjoy a couple pics and the highlights of our rookie mistakes…

I packed extra underwear and shorts for any and all children who might have an accident…except the baby.  This baby usually poops once every 10 days, no lie.  And yet on this trip she pooped during every. single. feeding.  What the..?! If you look closely in the first pic, you’ll notice that she’s actually naked in that Solly Baby wrap because she blew out all over herself and me just minutes before entering the park on the first day.  Oy vey.  We took this pic and then I found a cute Minnie onesie in a Main Street shop for her to wear the rest of the day.

Getting pooped on at the Most Magical Place on Earth: check!

We’d only managed a couple rides before getting in line for It’s a Small World, a nice, quiet ride that we knew everyone would enjoy and would last long enough for us to catch our breath.  When we got towards the front of the line, the lady putting people on boats hustled us to the front because we had the perfect amount of people to fill the next boat in line.  So we dashed down there, hopped in and sat back to relax.  A few minutes in, I was enjoying myself enough to glance around at all the kids’ faces.  I especially wanted to see Vivian’s reaction…but alas, no Vivian!

Cue high-strung-mom-hyper-panic-mode.  We’re stuck on a boat, in the middle of the LONGEST RIDE EVER and I’m missing a kid.  I start calling all my extended family members (who were in the park with us) to see if anyone is nearby and can come find her.  Vivian had my cell phone number written on her arm so I start wondering why no one is calling me and totally expecting the worst.  I’m poised to leap out of the boat as soon as we spy daylight (with a baby strapped to me, no less) when all of a sudden my phone rings and it’s Disneyland security with a lost little girl.  HALLELUJAH!  We come out of the ride and see her sitting up at the control booth with a nice lady and a Mickey Mouse sticker, completely unconcerned.

Losing a child (and having a heart attack) at the Most Magical Place on Earth: check!

Right as we’re walking in the park on the first day, Liam confesses he’s not feeling very well and proceeds to visit every bathroom we pass for the next 5 hours.  By 2pm, he’s miserable and just needs to rest so we sent him back to the hotel with our sitter.  Poor kid missed out on most of the first day but thankfully was back to normal for day 2!

Having a kid get sick at the Most Magical Place on Earth: check!

Overall I think everyone had a great time and you know nothing will keep me away from the place…  Only next time we’ll probably leave the littlest ones home with grandma.

Check out this highlight video of our favorite parts of the trip!

How to Hem your own pants – new video!

Never miss out on the perfect pair of pants again – just because they’re too long!

Hey all!

I’m SO happy to post my first DIY video for you today…  It’s the perfect tutorial for the beginning sewer: how to hem pants!

If you’re under about 6 feet tall, then chances are good you’ve found at least one pair of pants you love that are too long for you.  Well, no more, my friends!  Save your alteration money and put that dusty machine to good use by hemming your own.

The video also includes instructions for hemming stretchy pants like leggings, as well as creating an invisible hem on nicer slacks like suit pants.  Enjoy!

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When you just wanna quit

Have you ever just wanted to throw in the towel on motherhood?  There’s nothing wrong with you, I promise!


(Quick and dirty vlog version of this post at the end!)

I wanted to quit being a mom today.  I know that sounds drastic and melodramatic, but heaven help me –  I.  Was.  Done.
Done with the tantrums, the fights, the nagging, the complaining, the sassiness; it just all came to a head in a filthy house with an overtired mom who wanted to storm out and never look back.

I really hope other moms don’t have days like this regularly, but my suspicion is that we all do.  The benefits of being a mom can sometimes be so great that it makes me want to cry great big joyous, grateful tears.

There are brief moments here and there where I look at my kids and I just wanna squeeze them all in a death grip of love and happiness!  But the majority of days (lately) have been so hard that I’m a lot closer to bursting into the other kind of tears.

The hardest part about motherhood is that we’re supposed be so darn grateful for it all the time.  I know there are accountants and lawyers and firemen and secretaries who walk around hating their jobs…but if you ever say (or even think) that being a mom just might kinda suck, then you must be an evil, terrible person. (BAD! Bad, naughty you!!)

If I feel frustrated about all my kids driving me insane, then guilt sets in because so many sweet women would do anything to have just one baby.  Maybe those of you with 1 or 2 kids feel like you can’t complain because you don’t have a huge family.  We stay-at-home moms might feel bad for wishing we had more time when those of you who work feel like no one will ever understand how busy your days are.

The fact is, motherhood is freaking hard no matter what it looks like.  You and your feelings of frustration, stress and being overwhelmed are always valid.  We always have a right to our feelings, no matter how unpleasant they may be.

Not only is it OK to feel these things, it’s OK to tell someone.  We should all have a non-judgmental friend or family member who we confide in when we’re at our wits’ end.

Lest anyone be duped into thinking my mothering attempts are all sunshine and roses, let the entirety of the internet hereby know now and forevermore: most days I have no idea what the crap I’m doing.

Our real work as mothers is pretty scary stuff.  It lies in loving, teaching and molding our children to be the best people they can be.  Even in the best circumstances, that’s a terrifying job.  Add in a household to run, a marriage to work on, maybe another job to perform, not to mention special needs, educating our kids, community obligations…it all just seems completely impossible to juggle all those balls.   It’s a wonder any of us want to become moms in the first place! (I suspect newborn squishiness is to blame.)

I try to remember in these moments of self-doubt, that my kids are part of my family for a reason.  I believe that every mom has something (actually oodles of things!) she can give her children that no one else can.  I also feel really strongly that every child can teach his parents lessons that we’d otherwise never be able to learn on our own.


Sometimes I’m positive that even my very, very best will never be enough.  That my “good” mothering is sub-par to everyone else’s in the whole entire world, and that I will fail my children and they will never reach the potential they could (and/or they will potentially become creepy criminal weirdos who lurk in bushes and spy on people.  Ew.).  But, you know what I’ve realized lately?  Our mothering effort is completely independent of our children’s performance.

Let me just say that again…Our EFFORT as mothers is completely independent of how our children PERFORM.

Your toddler screaming and throwing toys through the aisles of Target does not make you a bad mom.   Your preteen saying he hates you and slamming a door in your face doesn’t make you a bad mom.
Your teenager getting into drugs or porn or hanging out with terrible friends does NOT make you a bad mom!
And even if, heaven forbid, our sweet innocent babies grow up to be serial killers or evil dictators or any number of awful things, all of the sacrifices we made as mothers would still be valid.  They would still COUNT.  You would still be a good person, even if your child chose not to be.

That’s a really, really hard thing to think about.  That no matter how hard we work as moms, we cannot choose our children’s destinies and we can’t keep them from harm or evil.  All we can do is love them.

And so, we do.  We love them with everything we’ve got. And we try to remember, amidst all the poop and the pb&j’s and the puberty, that we ARE good mothers.  Because good mothers show their love through service.  We might never throw a Pinterest-worthy party, or do our hair in time for preschool drop-off or be able to respond calmly when a kid says mean things, but we will keep loving.

Because loving is what moms do best.

My First Vlog: Finding Time for Mom!


Aaaagh!  I’m so excited for my very first video post today!  It’s all about taking time for you moms to do whatever it is that YOU feel passionate about!

If you like it, I would LOVE you forever if you’d subscribe to my YouTube channel, give me a thumbs up and/or comment there or here!

I’d also love to know what sorts of motherhood, sewing or style tips you’d like to see in the future.  I can’t wait to get some fun sewing tutorials filmed!

Thanks so much, guys!!