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Jill is six!

Jill, You are six years old, baby girl!  This year brought a big milestone- KINDERGARTEN. For a year you’ve been saying you don’t want to go to Kindergarten and that you’re afraid of going to school for a full-day. I knew the transition was going to be hard (no matter what I said to reassure you)...

jill is five!

Jill, You are five years old, baby girl!  This one is hard for me. For you, my baby, to turn five feels like an enormous chapter of my life has closed. You’re a full fledged kid now and the baby days are long gone. Except for the strange fact that you’re obsessed with being the ‘baby...

four and a half

Jill, You’re four and a half, baby girl. When I reminded you yesterday that today would be your half birthday, you said “oh good and then NEXT April I’ll be FIVE and a half!” It’s funny because usually you’re trying to act like a baby (asking to sit in a high chair at restaurants for...

jill is four!

Jill, You are four years old, baby girl!  If I’m being honest, I’m sad to say goodbye to three years old though.  It’s been my favorite age yet.  You’re smart, independent, capable, quite helpful, and best of all you make me laugh.  Even with all those mature characteristics, your obsession with being ‘the baby’ of...

three and a half

Jill, You’re three and a half, baby girl.  Except, you love to play the role of a baby so I often forget you’re so grown up already.  You love baby talk.  You demand to sit in a high chair if we are at a restaurant.  You love to take the baby bouncy seat out of...

jill is three!

Jill, You are three years old, baby girl!  I can hardly believe how much you’ve grown up this year!  It’s funny, but you LOVE being the baby of the family and you definitely use that to your advantage.  At night when I tuck you in and say “Goodnight, Boo,” you reply, “No, say goodnight BABY Boo!’...

two and a half

Jill, You’re two and a half, baby girl.  Except, you insist that you’re three.  “No, I not two, Mommy… I FREE!”  You certainly act the part of an older kid too.  There are times when I can’t believe you’re only two because you’ve already perfected the rebellious attitude of a teenager.  Yesterday, during “quiet time”...

jill is two!

Jill, You are two years old, baby girl!  Part of me struggles to comprehend how two whole years have passed and the other part of me feels like you’re already so much older than two.  After all, you have the opinions, sass and personality of a teenager. Oh MAN your personality has exploded in recent months.  The move...

jill is 18 months!

Jillian, You are eighteen months old now, baby girl!  At times it feels like I just wrote your first birthday letter.  Except that was already half a year ago.  Then I think about all that you’ve accomplished in those six months… how much you’ve changed since your first birthday.  And I realize, wow, you’ve turned...

one year!

Jillian, You are one whole year old now, baby girl!  And I know it’s cliche, but I have no idea where the time went.  I really feel like it was just yesterday that I was passing my due date and waiting for your arrival.  What a year it’s been, baby girl! It seems every time we’re...

eleven months!

Jillian, You are eleven months old now, baby girl!  That means there’s only one onesie left in the box.  Whew.  I can’t go there right now.  Because, in this moment, I just want to cherish every last drop of you as an infant (you’ll be my baby forever, but I believe the term infant officially expires on...

ten months!

Jillian, You are ten months old now, baby girl!  And these were definitely the hardest photos to capture yet!  I put you in your monthly onesie, laid you down onto the usual blanket and instantly you were OFF!  Crawling away before I could even lock my camera focus.  (You can crawl on your knees now,...

nine months!

Jillian, You are nine months old now, baby girl!  I can’t believe you’ve already been in our world for as long as you were in my belly!  This morning, while I was feeding you, I suddenly remembered the moment of our 20 week ultrasound when we found out you were a girl.  It was such...

eight months!

Jillian, You are eight months old now, baby girl!  Your life is much faster paced than your brother’s was as this stage and YOU WANT IT TO MOVE EVEN FASTER!  The army crawling has gained speed, but, if you had it your way, you’d be running alongside your big brother.  Soon enough, Jilly Boo, soon enough....

seven months!

Jillian, You are seven months old now, baby girl!  We are starting to get into a good groove and time is flying.  Speaking of ‘flying’… that hair of yours.  Keeps growing straight up!  (no seriously, I wet it down a few minutes before these pictures were taken). As your Granny Janny says, you’re a ‘mover...

six months!

Jillian, You are six months old now, baby girl!  One half of a year.  Wow.  There is something a little unbelievable about that. This month was our toughest month.  Somewhere around four months, you forgot how to sleep.  While we stumbled through sleepless nights and catnaps, my happy baby slowly faded and you became crankier & crankier....

happy st patty’s day!

St. Patrick’s Day is my favorite holiday.  Coincidentally, it’s also Colby Jack’s birthday AND the day we found out we were pregnant with Colin!  I’ve been ‘lucky’ to celebrate St Patty’s in some seriously cool places… Notre Dame, Dublin, Boston… but this year, I will be celebrating at home with my little cuties.  Heck, maybe...

five months!

Jillian, You are five months old now, baby girl!  And already I can hardly remember our family without you in it. The most noticeable change this month has been your activity level.  Gone are the days of setting you on the bed & knowing you’ll still be there if I blink.  Now, I lay you...

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Jill is six!

Jill, You are six years old, baby girl!  This year brought a big milestone- KINDERGARTEN. For a year you’ve been saying you don’t want to go to Kindergarten and that you’re afraid of going to school for a full-day. I knew the transition was going to be hard (no matter what I said to reassure you)...

jill is five!

Jill, You are five years old, baby girl!  This one is hard for me. For you, my baby, to turn five feels like an enormous chapter of my life has closed. You’re a full fledged kid now and the baby days are long gone. Except for the strange fact that you’re obsessed with being the ‘baby...

four and a half

Jill, You’re four and a half, baby girl. When I reminded you yesterday that today would be your half birthday, you said “oh good and then NEXT April I’ll be FIVE and a half!” It’s funny because usually you’re trying to act like a baby (asking to sit in a high chair at restaurants for...

jill is four!

Jill, You are four years old, baby girl!  If I’m being honest, I’m sad to say goodbye to three years old though.  It’s been my favorite age yet.  You’re smart, independent, capable, quite helpful, and best of all you make me laugh.  Even with all those mature characteristics, your obsession with being ‘the baby’ of...

three and a half

Jill, You’re three and a half, baby girl.  Except, you love to play the role of a baby so I often forget you’re so grown up already.  You love baby talk.  You demand to sit in a high chair if we are at a restaurant.  You love to take the baby bouncy seat out of...

jill is three!

Jill, You are three years old, baby girl!  I can hardly believe how much you’ve grown up this year!  It’s funny, but you LOVE being the baby of the family and you definitely use that to your advantage.  At night when I tuck you in and say “Goodnight, Boo,” you reply, “No, say goodnight BABY Boo!’...

two and a half

Jill, You’re two and a half, baby girl.  Except, you insist that you’re three.  “No, I not two, Mommy… I FREE!”  You certainly act the part of an older kid too.  There are times when I can’t believe you’re only two because you’ve already perfected the rebellious attitude of a teenager.  Yesterday, during “quiet time”...

jill is two!

Jill, You are two years old, baby girl!  Part of me struggles to comprehend how two whole years have passed and the other part of me feels like you’re already so much older than two.  After all, you have the opinions, sass and personality of a teenager. Oh MAN your personality has exploded in recent months.  The move...

jill is 18 months!

Jillian, You are eighteen months old now, baby girl!  At times it feels like I just wrote your first birthday letter.  Except that was already half a year ago.  Then I think about all that you’ve accomplished in those six months… how much you’ve changed since your first birthday.  And I realize, wow, you’ve turned...

jill’s project life baby book

Hi, my name is Casey and I’m a Project Life addict.  It should come as no surprise that I used a Project Life kit to create Jillian’s baby book. I feel like I share about Project Life a LOT on my blog, but if you have no idea what I’m talking about, you can read how I use...

one year!

Jillian, You are one whole year old now, baby girl!  And I know it’s cliche, but I have no idea where the time went.  I really feel like it was just yesterday that I was passing my due date and waiting for your arrival.  What a year it’s been, baby girl! It seems every time we’re...

day in the life [september]

Three months have passed since my last day in the life.  And in that time, Jill has sprouted a killer pony tail, Colin has developed a fierce love of trains, and the kids still adore the swings.  (Don’t even get me started on how dramatically things have changed since last September!) September 14, 2015 [Colin is...

eleven months!

Jillian, You are eleven months old now, baby girl!  That means there’s only one onesie left in the box.  Whew.  I can’t go there right now.  Because, in this moment, I just want to cherish every last drop of you as an infant (you’ll be my baby forever, but I believe the term infant officially expires on...

ten months!

Jillian, You are ten months old now, baby girl!  And these were definitely the hardest photos to capture yet!  I put you in your monthly onesie, laid you down onto the usual blanket and instantly you were OFF!  Crawling away before I could even lock my camera focus.  (You can crawl on your knees now,...

nine months!

Jillian, You are nine months old now, baby girl!  I can’t believe you’ve already been in our world for as long as you were in my belly!  This morning, while I was feeding you, I suddenly remembered the moment of our 20 week ultrasound when we found out you were a girl.  It was such...

eight months!

Jillian, You are eight months old now, baby girl!  Your life is much faster paced than your brother’s was as this stage and YOU WANT IT TO MOVE EVEN FASTER!  The army crawling has gained speed, but, if you had it your way, you’d be running alongside your big brother.  Soon enough, Jilly Boo, soon enough....

seven months!

Jillian, You are seven months old now, baby girl!  We are starting to get into a good groove and time is flying.  Speaking of ‘flying’… that hair of yours.  Keeps growing straight up!  (no seriously, I wet it down a few minutes before these pictures were taken). As your Granny Janny says, you’re a ‘mover...

six months!

Jillian, You are six months old now, baby girl!  One half of a year.  Wow.  There is something a little unbelievable about that. This month was our toughest month.  Somewhere around four months, you forgot how to sleep.  While we stumbled through sleepless nights and catnaps, my happy baby slowly faded and you became crankier & crankier....

happy st patty’s day!

St. Patrick’s Day is my favorite holiday.  Coincidentally, it’s also Colby Jack’s birthday AND the day we found out we were pregnant with Colin!  I’ve been ‘lucky’ to celebrate St Patty’s in some seriously cool places… Notre Dame, Dublin, Boston… but this year, I will be celebrating at home with my little cuties.  Heck, maybe...

five months!

Jillian, You are five months old now, baby girl!  And already I can hardly remember our family without you in it. The most noticeable change this month has been your activity level.  Gone are the days of setting you on the bed & knowing you’ll still be there if I blink.  Now, I lay you...

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