Dear Baby,
Happy New Year, Sweatheart! 2013, it's the year you'll get borned. We stayed up till midnight, took a shot of champagne, and made our wishes. I have plans for this year, running our home more efficiently, feeding you and sisters even better food, getting back to my sewing machine, going on lots more dates with daddy, and rocking at being a mama of THREE gorgeous Burke babies. My belly is starting to feel the weight of your growth, giving me some growing pains of my own, but I am grateful for it. I am sorry the NYE celebration of sparkling cider and champagne gave you hiccups, but it was adorable.
All my love,
Mama