I love traveling with my baby for many reasons. The biggest reason: I hate to leave her. I get anxiety whenever I realize I have to go on a trip and leave her. I find any reason not too. I’ll bring her just about anywhere (much to Reid’s demise who doesn’t mind traveling with babytravels but would just assume not to). Plus, even though she is little and won’t remember it, I love to share these experiences with her. She may not remember it, but I will. Since she is by far the most important person in my life I just can’t bear to leave her.

I think there are many people out there who fear traveling with small children. I can understand why, completely. I’ve been there. Crying fits on airplanes, taking horrible naps and not adjusting quite the way you would have liked. But then something amazing happens. You find that they begin to be so adaptable. BabyTravels has absolutely no problem sleeping in any crib anywhere. Why? Because she’s been doing it since she was two months old. As long as I pack a few special toys and blankets anywhere can be home to her. I love that.

I also see that she has this curiosity blooming in her personality. She loves to explore and be in different places. Which makes me beam in pride because I love that too. I happen to get antsy if I haven’t been anywhere in one or two months. I get itchy travel feet and sometimes I think she does too.

When I leave my baby to travel I feel a deep desire to go back home, but when I travel with her I could care less where I am. I never have the desire to go home when I’m traveling with her because she IS home. I enjoy myself a lot more even if it means scheduling things around meals, naptimes, and bedtimes. I could care less because that anxiety in not there and I am at peace.

My baby is my life and traveling is my passion. For my life to be zen I need these two things to be at peace with one another.

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