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Ten Days In: School, Appointments, & Hitting a Wall Abroad
My “Expat Mom” Honest Reality This is a long, unfiltered reflection recorded ten relentless days after my kids’ first day at their new school abroad. School started. Appointments followed. So did confusion, exhaustion, and the kind of mental load that doesn’t show up on a calendar. Nothing in this video is polished or resolved. It’s me talking through what the aftermath actually feels like, when progress is happening (or not), but rest isn’t. After re-watching and attempting to shorten it, I realized this is me in a full ADD spiral. If you know, you know. Watch in pieces if you need to. Side note: I planned to publish this after…
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Things I Didn’t Expect About Being an Expat Mom in Bologna
I expected the logistics to be hard.I expected the language barrier.I expected a learning curve that would demand patience I wasn’t sure I had (patience = work in progress for this mom). What I didn’t expect was how many small, quiet adjustments would stack up all at once. Not dramatic enough to be their own stories, but noticeable enough to change the texture of everyday life. My post, Expat Mom in Bologna, is the start to this journey. Things I Didn’t Expect About Being an Expat Mom Here are a few things I didn’t expect about being an expat mom (in Bologna). At least not yet. I didn’t expect how…
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Expat Mom in Bologna: Motherhood, Bureaucracy, and Real Life
Motherhood, but make it Italian I didn’t move to Bologna to become an “expat mom.” That label arrived later, quietly, after I realized how often I was explaining myself, my kids, and my presence. I moved because life shifted. Plans unraveled. The idea of staying where I was felt heavier than leaving everything I knew. Now I’m parenting in a city I love. I’m still figuring out how I fit inside it. I am still learning the language, the rhythms, and the unspoken rules of daily life. This move was part of a larger shift I wrote about earlier in This Isn’t the Life I Planned… Motherhood doesn’t reset when…
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