DH is beyond excited. Its all he talks about, which is actually really annoying because for me; yeah I am excited and I get butterflies when I think about picking him up at the airport but Im also so nervous because 8mths is a long time to be alone, raising the kids and running the life that suits us. Im also in a bit of a holding pattern, I know its coming and its not far away but it just doesnt seem 'real' if that makes sense? We've got tons happening between now and then; halloween parties and birthdays and to start getting the christmas stuff organised, packing for Europe. Hopefully it makes time fly but right now its draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagging on.