In September, we all went back to Malaysia to celebrate dad's 70th birthday. It all went pretty well and I am glad that we went back to do so. On dad's birthday morning, I found out that I was pregnant. I was in ecstasy. It was the first time after having Zac that we've had such good news - my pregnancy.
Dad and mum flew back to Dubai with us for a holiday and stayed with us for two months.
In November at about 10 weeks, when we visited the doctor for an ultrasound, we found out that the baby in my tummy stopped growing at 7 weeks. I was shattered to pieces. I wept for days and days and so did Dave. I haven't seen Dave cried so much in my entire marriage with him. We both mourned the loss for days. We then let go of our little angel baby and agreed that he/she is in a better place. I had my d&c on the Monday immediately after the scan. It was heart wrenching knowing that that day was the last day the baby was going to be in me, and the last day I would have anything to do with him/her. I was heart broken. Up till now, the loss is felt strongly whenever it comes to mind.
The house in Las Casas was also giving lots of problems to the point that I was paranoid that the house is haunted. I've had too many incidences in the house that up till today, I'm still convinced that it is indeed a dirty house. I believe in spirits and spiritual attacks and I definitely felt a strong presence of something that didn't welcome us in that house. The things that happened while living in that house is strange, weird and coincidental beyond words. I will not go into details here as those are painful and scary memories which I do not wish to remember.
The string of events led hubby dearest to rethink about our move to Dubai. He applied to move out of Dubai and got offers from Scotland, Malaysia, Italy and Singapore. We eventually made the decision that Singapore would be our next location due to the close proximity to home and family.
After the decision was made, life just got busy with packing, clearing, planning, researching, etc.. On the 10/2/2014, we finally moved out of the house into the Dunes apartment; the apartment we first lived in when we moved to Dubai. Life is so much better after leaving the house.
Three days from today, we will be boarding the plane to Perth for five days and we will say adios to Dubai for good! I am so looking forward for that day to come.
Just as in Norway, people are the hardest to say good bye to. But as always, I believe that our paths will definitely cross again in the future.
New life, new country, new memories, I am ready for you!
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