I first started thinking about creating a blog when people called me brave. I don’t tend to think of myself as very brave. I hadn’t done anything that I thought of as brave. Someone who is brave does amazing things like give a speech in front of thousands of people, or fights brain cancer, or bungee jump off bridges. I hadn’t done any of these things. I had gone on an international trip with my family. My husband and I and our three year old son, big D, and 5 week old, tater tot, had taken an amazing trip to Italy. I hadn’t thought that it was brave our courageous, but just really fun.
As I posted facebook updates from our travels, people kept telling me I was brave to travel with young kids, so it gave me pause to think about why. Was I brave? Did it take courage to take two small children on long plane flights around the world?