Dad was returning from a trip to New Jersey’s Immigration Court.  I picked him up at the airport, but didn’t say anything until we arrived home.  As soon as we arrived at our apartment, I blurted out “I think I’m pregnant!” I had taken a test but the lines were just so confusing to read – we immediately went to the store to buy another less confusing test – a simple “pregnant” or “not pregnant” – no lines or signs.  When this little word appeared we both agreed to keep it our little secret until Christmas…after all you were the best gift we could give our families! Here are a few pictures of you along the way…