Most importantly of all, the Irishman made it through immigration. We did everything they told us to before he left the country and had all our paperwork sorted, but it is still a bit nerve-wrecking. The one-year extension on his visa is all good.
The best part?
I was the one that almost got detained.
Yep. We had the one officer who
Are you feeling okay?
Have you been sick for long?
Do you feel like you might have the flu?
I saw right away where he was going with this. My way out?
I answered with, "I'm pregnant. It makes you do all kinds of things."
He was a typical man - didn't push it any further. He did however go through all the Irishman's paperwork and then ask how far along I was. When I said I am about 4 months* he said, "Good, then I do not have to feel too bad about asking the two of you to wait over here."
Not what we wanted to hear!
Thankfully "over here" was a couple of nice chairs in a waiting area. The nice people with the immigration services had to review the Irishman's paperwork a little more carefully. We waited
After a train ride and a couple of taxis we were home and all this morning by 9:30. Not too shabby! We have started laundry and the grocery list. It is going to be rough getting back into the swing of things. It is a good thing we have the weekend to recover!
*Side note, the Irishman pointed out that I am about 15 weeks...but when the immigration officer asked, I said the first thing that came into my head! Stress will do that to you!