Spring Cleaning 101

I have always been a clean freak, not necessarily neat, but clean. In honor of my love of organization and a tidy home I am committing myself to a “Spring Clean-A-Thon”! I’m pretty sure I’m the only person who gets excited about going through things and throwing/selling no longer needed items. Since this is the first time I will clean out an actual house I have been doing my research. I know, I know how hard can it be? Throw the shit out you don’t use…but my OCDness makes me want to organize my organizing plans. See the irony?

I found this on Pinterest and it is my inspiration for my “Spring Clean-A-Thon”.


My version. Mine are not going to be all “planned” out but  because lets face it, I don’t always want to clean and some times Allison makes it dang near impossible. 

January: Find new home for Charlotte’s necessities; sanitize and heavily clean the floors in study to make room for playroom; clean out front bedroom & closet

February: Clean out all 5 or 6 junk drawers…you think i’m kidding. I don’t even know how this happened. kitchen Cabinets, Pantry, cleaning supplies

March: Our chest of drawers, master bathroom cabinets, master closet, and garage.

April: Be excited spring cleaning is DONE-SKIES and get ready for Allison’s 1st Birthday!

I have an obsession of cleaning out Allison’s room like once a week so I didn’t feel the need to list it. I love going through all of her tiny little clothes and toys, so fun. Oh that reminds me…we need to go through her toys, this girl could open her own Toys-R-Us.

Hope this give you a little inspiration to have your own “Spring Clean-A-Thon”! Happy Cleaning!


We Love Our Grandma B!

We said goodbye to a very special lady this past Saturday. Even though she wasn’t my blood, she was still my grandma.  I will never forget the first time I met Grandma B and how she made me feel like family. Back in 2009 we went to Wisconsin for Grandma and Grandpa B’s 50th Wedding Anniversary. My how time flies.  We flew up to Green Bay for her funeral and I must say it was beautiful. SO many people who loved and respected the wonderful woman, wife and mother she was. I’m thankful I had the opportunity to be apart of her life. I’m so thankful that she was able to meet Allison back in September. I just hope that as Allison gets older I can tell her just how much her Great Grandma B loved her and how proud of her she was.



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This is the song they played at the end of her funeral. Just perfect. I will never again be able to listen to this song without thinking of Grandma and Grandpa B.

“I’ll always remember the song they were playin’
The first time we danced and I knew
As we swayed to the music and held to each other
I fell in love with you

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner then every night?
When we’re together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

I’ll always remember that magic moment
When I held you close to me
As we moved together, I knew forever
You’re all I’ll ever need

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we’re together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we’re together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?”

gma & gpa b

We love you and miss you!


As we come upon Thanksgiving I thought I’d share what I’m thankful for!

I’m thankful for My lord Jesus. In a society that no longer has a place for Christ I find it a daily struggle to stay connected to my faith. I am thankful that I serve a forgiving God who loves me no matter how much the world fights me.

I’m thankful for my sweet, sweet husband. I couldn’t have chosen a better partner in crime or a better father for Allison. He continues to amaze me with his incredible work ethic and his genuine love for our family.


I’m thankful for princess Allison. What a ride the past almost 8 months have been. I can’t remember what I use to do with my time before she became apart of our world and for that I am thankful.


I’m thankful for my parents. Being a parent myself I am surprised at how incredibly difficult raising a child can be. I know I was and am not the perfect daughter but I’m thankful for my parents love and support.

I’m thankful for my brother and sister. No we haven’t always gotten along or see eye to eye but we have grown to become good friends. I am thankful that our parents raised us to know that without family you have nothing.

I’m thankful for my job and awesome boss. My boss believed in me and took me in when no one else would.

I’m thankful for our home.

I’m thankful for our friends and extended family! Especially Kara and Christopher who continually bail me out when I need someone to watch Allison so I can have 5 minutes of quiet!! I’m also thankful for Ashley and Lydia who I have to confide in and get mommy advice from.

I’m thankful for being blessed with material objects that are not necessities.

Last and certainly not least I’m thankful for the health of myself and my family. I’m excited that we get to share this special holiday together to celebrate our thanks. What are you thankful for?

Crawling Baby!

We officially have a crawling baby on our hands! Yeay! It won’t let me post a video in the actual blog post but you can see her do it here.

I can hardly believe this sweet little girl is already crawling. Where has the time gone? Many more memories and milestone to come. For now I will enjoy every minute with her.

Happy Friday


Happy Halloween!

My little family is the absolute cutest…I mean really. Allison is waaayy too cute for her own good and smart. This girl, much to her fathers protesting, can scarf down WHOLE macaroni and cheese noodles (I did chop them up smaller later, I just wanted to see if she could do it. She can. She’s also has better push-up form than any marine I’ve ever seen…she’s 7 months old. Booya!
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Charlotte and Allison both love their daddy. Charlotte has been a little jealous of late because Allison is consuming more of our time than she was use too. Aren’t these guys precious…this is what I get to come home to everyday. Lucky me!

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Since yesterday was all Hallows-Eve, we dressed Allie up in her last, albeit, RIDICULOUS Halloween outfit and carved our very own ‘pumkinstein’. We started out using a real knife, that soon fell through as Charles realized what a spectacular time it would be to use his power tools…he’s such a boy.

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Power Tools or Bust!

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I love this girl. Seriously. She’s not afraid of anything. She loved getting her hands hands, feet, face, & clothes dirty.

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Her face kills me…she is so inquisitive! “OH Pumpking Guts”

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After Allison was fast asleep (squishing pumpkin innards is hard work) Charles and I relaxed with a delish s’mores. Well mine was good…I dropped his on the grill. Sorry babe.

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Here’s our little bumble bee this morning before school. We’ll take more pictures tonight. Isn’t she the cutest bumble bee you’ve ever seen? No brainer. Happy Halloween!!

Hello world!

The time leading up to Allison’s birth was definitely an adventure. I’ll start at the beginning. The Friday before Allison was born Charles and I went to our bi-weekly doctor’s appointment where we learned I had gained ANOTHER 10 lbs in a week. Dr. Garant told us she was concerned that I may be developing preeclampsia but with no protein in my urine sample, a high-blood pressure alone wasn’t enough to get the ball rolling. Instead I was put on modified bed rest. We relaxed the rest of the weekend, I went to work part-time Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. When I got home Wednesday around noon, I took my blood pressure as I had been doing. My blood pressure was 145/100.  After calling Dr. Garant’s office they told me to go to Labor & Delivery to be monitored. I got hooked up to all of the blood pressure machines and fetal monitors and waited, and waited some more. Charles finally got there around 7PM and when we learned that my blood pressures were high enough that they wanted to perform a 24-hour urine collection to test for protein. So our first night in the hospital began with my peeing in a gallon sized jug about a million times. The next evening after my 24 hours were up, we started packing up our stuff and waited to be discharged. Oh how I missed my bed. Around 8PM or we asked a nurse when we were going to be discharged and she told us we weren’t going anywhere that we were going to start the induction process tonight because of elevated protein levels in my urine. Great. This wouldn’t have been a huge deal but we were only 36 weeks, 1 week pre-term, and 4 weeks before our due date. We were pretty nervous that our precious baby would end up in the NICU (infant ICU).

The induction started around midnight and since I couldn’t sleep they gave me some sleeping pill that knocked me on my ass. It. Was. Awesome. That was the best I’d slept the entire pregnancy. They woke me up around 7AM Friday morning to tell me Dr. Garant would be by at around 8AM to break my water. 8:30AM, water broken = nastiest feeling ever. Just sayin. Once I finally got the epidural around 11AM I was quite enjoying myself, I even got one last nap in before princess would arrive.  Around 1PM, Dr. Garant came to check me and I still had not progressed past 5cm and she was worried that I’d have to have a C-section. We decided to give my body a couple more hours to see if it would respond to the increase in pitocin to get the contractions rolling. By 3:00PM our, awesome nurse Amanda came to check me and I was still only 5cm, she left, came back checked me one more time at 3:15PM and I was a full 10cm. HOLY SHIT. This is it, we were going to meet our princess very soon. After only 45 minutes of pushing, our sweet baby Allison Elizabeth Darby made her appearance into the world on Friday, April 5th, 2013 at 4:08 PM. Weighing  in 6lbs 8oz and 18 inches long she  was the most perfect being I have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. She came into this world, not crying, but instead taking everything in. She was almost 12 hours old before she let out her first cry. That’s my girl!