I embarked on the ship ‘Arcadia’ in February in Sydney, Australia, and sailed towards Asia, the Middle East and Europe. Since I had previously sailed on this ship before, I was well-versed with the surroundings and with most of the crew who worked onboard. It was like being at home away from home; a friendly environment. I met my husband’s colleagues and spent some amazing time with them. Every new port was an adventure, everything had been planned out by my husband, the ports that I would be on tours and which ports we would go on a crazy adventure of our own.
My vacation had no limits. From spending an amazing day up close and personal with koalas, kangaroos, wallabies and other wildlife at the Koala Sanctuary in Brisbane, Australia to a tea plantation tour in Sri Lanka, a day-long shopping spree in Hong Kong, a cable car ride to the Lantau Island to see the biggest outdoor Buddha statue, a crazy bus ride to the Petronas Twin Towers, followed by a tiring climb up the stairs to the Batu caves in Malaysia, an epic banana boat ride in the cool waters of Langkawi, an evening walk by the Garden by the Bay, the Cloud Dome and the Merlion in Singapore, a relaxing city tour of Vietnam, and a first-hand experience of China’s busy streets (Shanghai), it was one wonderful trip. When we docked in Goa, I ended up inviting half of the ship’s people over to my place for lunch; phew! That was a day to remember. I was living the dream until life brought in a sudden twist.
When our ship reached Dubai, my husband and I decided to do a test just to rule out the possibilities of a pregnancy. I said to myself, “It’s going to be a negative result again as always.” We spent a good day shopping in Dubai, met my sister and her family. On our way back to the ship we picked up the kit. We had planned to do the test the next morning. My husband just couldn’t sleep that night.
At the break of dawn, he woke me up and pleaded me to do the test. I could see the excitement building up in his eyes. But all I could do was yawn and return a drowsy look back at him. I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed and did the test. We waited for 5 minutes as per the pack instructions and casually glanced at the stick. My eyes could not believe what I saw. Two red lines on the stick had appeared. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks while I silently gazed at the kit. Outside the bathroom, the scenario was different. My impatient husband was pacing up and down the room biting his nails off. He kept asking me for the results. I wiped my tears and slid the stick to him under the bathroom door. All I could hear was him jumping and screaming, “I knew it, I knew it. I was right all this time.” He was on cloud nine. As I opened the door he hugged me. It was a moment we will never forget.
Those two red lines brought immense joy into our life. Those two red lines changed our world. It was Easter Day and we couldn’t have asked for anything more on such an auspicious day. Our little bunny was on her way.
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