Forty-two.

There are only forty-two days left before Jeolo and I fly home to the Philippines and leave the husbo in Riyadh. We decided that I'd have our baby back in Zamboanga and that we wanted Jeolo to start school there. And to make most of our stay, I'll also be finishing my Masters in Nursing degree.

I'm looking forward to being home and spending time with my parents, to being the mom of a preschool child and a new baby, and to becoming a student again. It's going to be a challenge but that's going to be the least of it for me. The thing that's going to be the most challenging is having to do all that while having J far away from us.

I've been acting cool and collected this whole time but as the day of our flight draws nearer, the thought of being temporarily separated from the husbo is agonizing. 

I know that we'll both manage somehow because we always do with every obstacle that comes our way. I'm just going to miss him so much. :c

Mood Music: Get To Me by Train