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Travel has always been an integral piece of my happiness puzzle. Exploring new places, meeting new people, and having adventures make my soul come alive. My greatest travel adventures happened when I was alone–flying across the country to Seattle when I was in college; studying abroad in Kenya; and spending a week alone in Paris.

I loved traveling alone. There’s something wonderful about answering only to your own desires and not having to worry about anyone else. I know that one day, in a distant future, I will travel alone again. But now, as a mother with two little ones, most of my adventures involve my babies and I’m just fine with that.

It’s been a road getting here, as is the case for many mother’s, my children’s infant-hoods were riddled with challenges. And yet, here we are, Marina is just days away from turning two and Roman is a full-blown little boy, not really a toddler anymore at all.

It’s been well over a year since we’ve traveled at all, and I’m just itching to plan a getaway. Money is tight right now, as tight as it’s ever been, so budgeting will be the name of the game. For me that just adds to the fun of it. The process of trip-planning is just as enjoyable to me as the trip itself. Planning itineraries, researching the best places to eat, and the most wonderful things to do fill me with delight.

As I embark on planning my first “big (actually little!) trip” with my children, I’m giddy with excitement. Up until this point, they’ve only been exposed to such a small piece of our great big world. I am so excited to break them out of this little bubble that they know and show them all of the magic that is waiting for them beyond the familiar.

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