How do you measure, measure a year?

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love?
How about love? Measure in love

C'mon now, you know you wanna go ahead and hit play...



You know, I never really liked that song before, but recently a friend used it to describe her journey through infertility and subsequent IVF success and it just warmed my heart, having been there for that year of her life with so many ups and downs. (Congrats again my darling POF! and thank you for the beautiful flowers, you are so sweet and thoughtful!)

And now I find myself with an interesting 365 day, 180 degree turn of my own. And now the song makes a whole lot more sense--and of course, now brings me to tears.

So one year ago today, someone from my doctor's office called me and greeted me with the best news I'd ever heard-- "You're definitely pregnant!" but I think we all know how that story ended...

But today another person from my doctor's office showed me one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen-- my baby, with two glorious, functioning kidneys. Sometimes it *is* the little things in life that matter the most.



*sigh* Two very different April 28th's in my life, 365 days apart. But considering I can't have one without the other, I'll take them both for what they are.

So today with equal amounts of happiness, hope, and bittersweet wishes, we'll keep choosing to hold onto the love for both of our sweet little babies and let it multiply and thrive. And if I could speak to both of our babies right now, I'd thank you for everything you've brought into our lives over the past year and for making us who we are today.

The ultrasound also showed a crazy active little baby who was flopping all around, waving, and really putting on a ridiculous show. DH described it as s/he rebelling like 'NOOOO! I don't wanna take a bath! *insert distraction* Look Mom! Look what I can do!" But it really was glorious to see the little nugget in there, settled in for the long haul. (And hella cute, right?!)



The u/s tech asked if we were going to find out the baby's sex and I was like, "Sure--if it cooperates, after you're done with checking everything else. But if you can't tell, I promise not to cry. I really don't care either way and if all else fails, I'll find out on delivery day." ;-) She thought that was funny and a nice deviation from the usual "I MUST KNOW NOW!" vibe she usually gets.

And for everyone whose curiosity was piqued by mentioning she asked us if we wanted to know, the verdict was that it's too soon to tell. We were given a guess at our NT scan and one today and they're totally conflicting, so we're going back May 24th for a full anatomy scan and most likely it'll be more obvious then. And if not, we'll find out in October. ;-)

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died

It's time now to sing out
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends

Remember the love...Seasons of love
Measure your life, measure your life in love