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First Wedding Anniversary & The Second Sonogram

11 Nov

A year ago today, Matt and I got married at Bethesda Fountain in New York’s Central Park. Our wedding took place on 11/11/11, exactly three years from the day we first met.

Surrounded by thirty-three people, all dear family and friends, we exchanged vows.

It was such a fun, easy, relaxed day.

After exchanging vows, we had champagne at the Boat House, just steps from Bethesda Fountain, and then had dinner with our wedding guests at Buddakan (at the long table, seen at the 0:14 mark). I travel a lot for work, and saved a lot of hotel points, which allowed got us to get a suite at the Le Parker Meridien that night. After dinner, our wedding guests joined us at the hotel for drinks, coming and going at their leisure, the last of the guests leaving after midnight.

It’s such a cliche thing to say, but it really was probably the happiest day of my life (so far). When else do you get all your friends and immediate family in one place at one time to laugh and eat and catch up and listen to music and harass each other and tell embarrassing stories and stay up late drinking cocktails, toasting to the fact that you just married the person you love most?

The first year went fast, and it was a great first year of marriage. Matt and I started taking serious steps to have kids in May 2012, and by July we were in India, working with our surrogacy clinic to get a pregnancy under way.

Now, on our first wedding anniversary, we’re staring at the second sonogram of our pregnancy, nine weeks along.

We still have three healthy babies, and so far everything is looking normal and good.

At nine weeks, babies in utero are about one inch long–each about the size of a blackberry–with tiny fingers and toes. Hair, fingernails, and toenails are starting to develop.

Matt and I have so much to be grateful for. It’s crazy to think that a year from now, on 11/11/13, our second wedding anniversary (and five years from the day we met), we’ll have five-month-old children (God willing!).

We can hardly wait.