Happy St. Patrick's Day! (almost) Last year at this time I was nine weeks pregnant, couldn't drink green beer, couldn't stay awake more than two hours in a row and always was running to the bathroom. I had just started telling people about my pregnancy and I was having MAJOR waffle cravings! Major. This year I am hiring a sitter for my little lephrechan, skipping the waffles, the naps and heading straight for the pub...and probably a few trips to loo, too.
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Don't ye be tryin' to steal me gold!
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