interview schminterview

this morning, michael and i attended our immigration interview. we were expecting quite the movie-esque performance form of interrogation. you know...where they take you into separate room and ask a million questions hoping to catch you in a wrong answer.

just to make sure, we quizzed each other over a few things last night on the way home from our first "preparing for childbirth" class (that's a whole other story). we got up and headed out at 7:30 this morning.

our appointment was scheduled for 8:30 and we got to the immigration office around ten after 8. we sat in the waiting room for about 2 mins before we were called upstairs. we stood in the investigator's office with our right hands raised and vowed to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help us God.

the investigator went through our paperwork, double checked a few things and asked if we had any children. michael patted my tummy and we both answered, "one on the way." the man wrote that down and congratulated us quickly. he asked if we'd happened to bring any sonogram pictures, which of course, we had. he made some copies, stuck them in our folder and approved michael's permanent residency. he didn't look at any of the other evidence we'd brought along like our bank statements or wedding albums or pictures. he explained to look for the perm residency card in the mail sometime in the next 1-2 months. he stamped michael's passport, stood and with a quick smile said, "okay, let me escort you out."

the end.

no separation. no harassment. no pressure. i probably said a total of 8 words the entire interview. we walked out of the building with a huge sigh of relief. whew. i know the final relief will arrive with that green card. but until then, we're feeling good about finally feeling a little more safe in our country. :)