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New Year - New News!

There are so many new things this time of year - well, the year itself for one, new calendars and planners, new resolutions (or recycled), new low temperatures (ha!), new opportunities, new instruments to learn (thanks hubby!), new, new, newwwwww.

And for us, there is an extra special new title this year - family of four!

Come late May or early June we will have a little boy to teach our nerd-faring ways. He has no idea what he is getting himself into...ok, maybe we don't either. But we're ready to tackle whatever it is together.


Little one inside my tum,

All three of us are over the moon excited to meet you, to kiss your sweet little cheeks, to snuggle you up in blankets, to dress you up and look into your fresh, bright eyes. Your dad has known from the start that you were a boy - this pregnancy has been very different from your sister's, but no less fun or exciting! We aren't as terrified as last time which means we have more energy to devote to happy anticipation.

Our arms and hearts and families are open wide to welcome you to your new clan. You are already so loved - we can't wait to see how your puzzle piece fits into ours.

Keep up those kicks and squirms and wiggles, keep growing healthy and strong, May is not too far away ;-)

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