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Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone. I've thoroughly enjoyed all the Ireland coverage on the Today show the past days. I've wanted to visit Ireland for years, and this really, really makes me want to go!

It's also the anniversary of the day I found out I was pregnant with Markus! I came home from work barely able to wait to take that pregnancy test. I can still remember the excitement when a second line came up! It was a Monday, and the previous Friday night Raph had told me he had a "feeling" I was pregnant. On Sunday, I had soreness in my abs, as if I'd done 10000 crunches (which, let's face it, I did not and would not do), a sensation which would be repeated several times throughout the pregnancy when my muscles were moving, making room for my growing uterus.

Here's a picture of that very happy test

The line on the right is the control line; it pops up no matter what to show that the test is working. The very faint line on the left is the line showing the pregnancy hormone is present in the urine. Contrary to popular belief, the darkness of the line means nothing! Any line other than the control line means you're pregnant! However, I did get up early the next morning to take a digital. Which of course said pregnant...but this one, Raph believed for real!

And a picture of the very, very happy result

Markus is holding a teething ring in one hand (which he doesn't really like as he prefers to suck on his hand) and his girlfriend Henrietta the Hippo in his other. :)