My husband’s job has him travelling about 40% of any given year. Gratefully, we’ve been able to tag along for the most part, which leaves me really thankful we don’t have to spend several months apart every year. Travelling with young kids is HARD, but in my opinion, being without my husband (and my kids without their Daddy) is harder. I know everyone’s situations and lifestyles are different and our decisions aren’t for everyone… but it works well for us. We don’t have extravagant Christmases or own lots of fine things, and my kids wear second-hand clothes… but we love our travelling memories. Before you think it’s a little more glamorous than what it actually is, haha, we have definitely had our share of memories that involve getting lost in new cities, food poisoning (this has happened more times than I care to count), a few ER visits, and long-term hotel living. It’s been… an adventure. 😉 There’s PLENTY of things I’m not good at, but I can break down a couple pack-and-play cribs and pack up a hotel room by myself in no.time.flat… usually with two kids under 3 involved (#ResumeSkills).
All that to say… I ran across some old pictures recently and it had me reminiscing about all our travels so far. It started the second we were married, and hasn’t stopped since. And in all honesty, it’s been a heck of an adventure that I wouldn’t trade for anything. 🙂 I’m really thankful that we’ve been able to give our kids the experience of seeing so much of North America. We usually drive everywhere we travel to (taking an airplane is just WAY too expensive for us), so our kids have become pretty good little roadtrippers (my toddler has 25 states and 2 countries under her belt). Below are some pictures from our adventures… most are work-related with a few vacation pictures mixed in too.