Because having a baby and moving isn't enough to accomplish in a 9-month period, I also managed to finalize my paperwork and obtain my citizenship! NOW we are good to go for Baby B to be born.
I wanted to get my picture taken at the Immigration office after receiving my certificate, but the officer told me I had to wait for all 150 people to go through before I could get my picture (I was number 55). Once everyone goes through, then they let them all back in (relatives and all, and because we are all immigrants, we don't just bring 1 relative along, we bring an average of 6.5 relatives along) to take pictures.
There I was, impatient, 8 1/2 months pregnant, by myself - I almost started crying when he told me no. The random urge to cry at this stage of pregnancy is unbelievable. Whenever I am in public and I get the urge to cry (for whatever reason) it takes a whole lot of effort to keep it together... So, holding back tears and with no patience, (I usually have no patience for lines and things like such as is... now that I am pregnant the lack of patience has grown exponentially to the 496th power) - I just snapped a picture of the official place and walked out.
And then my personal photographer took my picture with my certificate in the privacy and comfort of my own kitchen, no lines, no hassle. Yes, I was quite swollen that day...