• my anxiety
    Lifestyle

    How I Tackle My Anxiety with a Subscription Box

    I don’t often get too personal on this blog, which is something I’m actively working on. Most of the content on here is travel related, which makes sense considering this blog was originally meant to merely document my  personal travels. But over the last 10 years, life changed…dramatically. I started to travel less frequently, but more meaningfully. I adopted a dog. I ended a five-year long relationship, started another one, and topped it all off with having a baby! Then I moved to a small town to plant my Canadian roots a little deeper. But through all of those changes, there’s one thing that’s been constant most of my life…

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    Travel

    Jet-lagged in the City of Spires: A Bleary-Eyed Bike Tour of Copenhagen

    Okay, so by now you’ve probably read about our first few days in Denmark, my temporary nervous breakdown, and how we prevailed in the end. Excellent. You now know we’re not perfect parents, we let our one year old’s sleeping schedule or lack thereof dictate the pace of our trip (for the most part), and you’re probably looking over at your sleeping infant thinking, “there is no way in hell I ‘m taking you to Europe after reading that crap“. The awkward part is over. Now it’s time to get to the good stuff: What did we actually get to see and do on this trip? We may as well start…

  • travelling europe with a baby
    Motherhood,  Travel

    So What’s it Really Like Travelling Europe With a Baby?

    It’s 4:30am, Copenhagen time. I’m pacing around our charming, death-trap of an apartment I thought I was so clever to find. Live like the locals, I mutter angrily to myself under my own breath. I’ve already dismantled an antique copper table, and hidden a vase I’m sure was worth more than my car. I encircle the impressive library, my half-opened eyes scanning the spines for English titles. On my overly fatigued right hip bounces a rather surly one year old, with Herculean strength, the lungs of a German yodeler and a vicious case of jet-lag. Sleep evades everyone in the household except for my partner who is snoring soundly in…