The terrain was getting steeper, blockier and trickier to navigate – the kind of terrain I thrive in. I like to use my hands. I like to solve problems. I […]
Prior to our last trip I read as much as I could about other parents who travelled abroad with a baby. I’m now convinced that the ones who inspired me the most probably had a different kind of baby with them. These parents managed to make things look easy, spending six months or even a year away from home on adventurous expeditions or bouncing around like they were backpackers fresh out of high school. Either they left their real challenges out of the picture or they had miracle babies who slept anywhere, anytime.
I wish I’d had a more accurate picture of what adventurous travel as a young family really looks like before embarking on the last trip. Frankly, I wish I could have read posts like the ones on this website, which is what has motivated me to keep writing.
In this post I take on a reader question: Before I had my son (now 19 months old) I used to travel all the time. Spent time in Africa, grew up in South America and traveled in the US. I felt fearless and so free. Since having my son however, I’ve been nervous to travel. My husband traveled some in Europe and, similar to me, feels the itch to pack our bags and go, but with our little one it feels different. I see you travel with your sweetie and have been to so many places! My question is, what were your initial fears/hesitations about traveling with your little one and how did you move past them?
You can look at it as comical, a “learning experience”, or just downright frustrating. No matter who you look at it, it seems we’ve reached one of the toughest stages as an outdoor family: getting out in winter conditions with a 22-month-old. If Maya’s favourite phrases these days are any indication (I do it. I walk. I don’t want to. No.), we’ve gotten about as far as the curb in front of our house and the “adventure” is already over.