We went home to California recently, after nearly a year since our last visit. Having lived abroad for so long, I assumed just being stateside meant we’d have more opportunities to see our ocean, our families, our friends. We’re 3,000 miles … Continue reading
When we lived in the house twenty minutes down the road, I never told our neighbors about Lorenzo. We moved a few months ago and here in our new neighborhood, I’ve already told three people. It’s not that it’s suddenly easier. Three years … Continue reading
We hear a lot about “attachment parenting.” There are varying schools of thought, but I embraced much of it my first year with H. because several of its tenants—babywearing, breastfeeding, responding to baby’s cues—fell in line with my instincts. It … Continue reading
First, some humor on building a life someplace new. Oh, how I appreciate this. We especially need community when we’re starting over in some way, and that can be when it feels most out of reach. Thus far, Ruby is … Continue reading
We did it! We successfully managed our 24-hour voyage with a baby, a dog, and about a month’s worth of luggage for our temporary home base back in the US of A. Somewhere in that process, we repatriated ourselves. We … Continue reading