As I sway her from left to right, left to right, left to right I feel her body slowly get heavier in my arms. We just finished one of those epic meltdowns that babies and toddlers have when they are fighting sleep and you end up wrestling them in your arms and a head smash…
When I think about our time in Porto, it seems almost a blur. A delightful glorious blur of moments and events that honestly have no particular meaning other than we are doing exactly what we set out to do. We are living our lives, as we would live it in Vancouver, but in a new city….
We find ourselves in an organic cafe for an early dinner and there the owners offer to take Isla from our hands to allow us to enjoy our meal. We happily accept and we savour each bite while they give her a tour of the space. Again, at another establishment with a beautiful garden terrace,…
The thundershowers stayed for what felt like ages, but it was exactly what our little family needed. We bundled closely together, lingering for hours in soft white sheets, pausing every couple of hours for family naps, and then walks out in the rain at least once a day. We slow everything down. Our breakfast routine…
We settle into our new home as quickly as possible, and soon realize we left the comforts of England behind us and are faced with the much familiar feelings of living in a place where we know no one nor the city we live in. Google translate quickly becomes our go-to website and we wander…
