I know people who, upon peeing on the pregnancy test, treat that stick as a cherished artifact forevermore.  A friend’s sister peed on several and then wrapped them up as gifts to announce the news to family members at Christmas.

I understand why a positive pregnancy test becomes a treasured relic.  It’s in essence a really reliable fortune teller that changes your life with a pink plus sign.  It’s the most tangible thing associated with this momentous occasion in life.

But an invisible ink marker isn’t what gets it to work.  It requires urine to detect a hormone called human chorionic gonadotropin or hCG.  The magic ingredient turns the handy dandy store-bought fortune teller memento into a science experiment and hazardous waste.  It should not leave the bathroom. Mine did not.

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