One year...I have had my precious babies with me every day now for one whole year. At 8:55 a.m. on January 16th of last year, I got pregnant. No, it wasn't the most traditional way to get pregnant, but it was beautiful nonetheless. I held Andrew's hand while we stared, transfixed, at the ultrasound screen. I cried as I watched two tiny new lives make their way into my body. I was encouraged by the sweet words and kindness of our doctor and embryologist. I prayed more fervently than ever before that I would get to meet these children in 9 months. And my prayers were answered.