As I was lying awake this morning, I got to thinking about the passage of time (by "this morning" I mean 3:00, so you'll forgive the way my mind wanders at that hour). A lot has happened in the past year. One year ago we made a drive to Pasadena for two reasons. To adopt our dog, which turned out to be a great decoy for the big reason: getting pregnant. We had told family and friends that we were going to kick off the baby business in the beginning of 2008. Prior to even doing anything, we were fielding questions about starting. "Did you start? No? How about now?"

On Saturday January 13, 2008 we went to the doctor's office to get the first round of insemination. A teeny tiny vial of the important stuff, a syringe and a 5-minute wait later, and we were back in the car on our way to the Humane Society. There we got Finn and went home to give our families the big news of the day.

"We got a dog!"

See, by getting a dog the same weekend, we neatly avoided having to talk about the insemination process - I mean, what kind of crazyhead goes and gets knocked up at the same time she gets a new pet? It's not at all that we weren't excited by the prospect, in fact it was quite the opposite. The news was an amazing little jewel that we wanted to keep between us. Plus, if nothing came of it, then we didn't want to repeat the calls and tell everyone we'd be trying again the next month.

The next day (one year ago exactly) we went back for another round with the tiny vials. Though we can never be sure which vial held the winning swimmer, we both feel like that Sunday was the day I got pregnant. Don't ask me why, it just felt like that was the day.

We've spent the last 365 days reveling in the creation and birth of our absolutely amazing baby boy. Ain't it amazing how time flies?

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