I'm Nia and I'm here to keep it real with you.
Traveling is oxygen for me and, just like breathing, I couldn't imagine giving it up. After Z was old enough, strong enough, hearty enough, and vaccinated enough to go on his first trip, I took to the internet to see what tips I could get for traveling to alternative places with babies (we like getting dirty). I kept landing on forums with people shaming parents for traveling to the more rugged places, saying how terrible of an idea it is, and sarcastically writing"good luck". No no noooo. Didn't I learn anything after reading pregnancy forums? Forums just kinda suck and seem to always make me feel like I'm about to die. I got no useful information from them, and instead, it just embedded a seed of doubt and nerves that didn't subside until we started traveling. So, I created this blog with the goal to normalize traveling with a baby and demystify it for any parents or parents-to-be that are hesitant to take the leap.
I'm a newish mom in my early 30s. I try to hunt down ice cream or an ice cream equivalent wherever I travel; doing anything for an extended period of time bores me; mountains are my happy place; and booty dropping is my go-to dance move. Africa is my favorite continent; Latin America is home to my favorite food; and cheap countries are our jam (sorry Japan and Norway - maybe one day).
BEFORE THE BABY BACKPACKER
That's me and my boo piece up there. We met fresh out of college in Mozambique where we were both Peace Corps volunteers. Our life together started with weird diseases, odd experiences, unfortunate mistranslations, and adventures that seem a lot more fun in hindsight. Traveling is the foundation of our relationship, and we are happy that we're able to share it with our baby boo now.
Traveling is different with a baby. Never going to lie about that. Here's some pics of us galavanting BZ (before Z).
It's different, but I can make a convincing argument that traveling with your children makes it better. Travel on, Wayne.