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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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Welcome to the Chaos: A Real-Life Single Mom Blog
Annnd, we’re off! Welcome to my circus – I’m a single mom blogging my way through the chaos. I didn’t ask to be the ringmaster, but life doesn’t hand out job applications. Instead, it throws you two wildly different kids — now old enough to debate every rule, young enough to lose their shoes daily — and expects you to keep the show running with caffeine, sarcasm, and the occasional bathroom cry session. If you came looking for picture-perfect parenting advice, bento-box lunch inspo, or a color-coordinated routine, you’re in the wrong damn place. This space is for real people in the real world—the one where kids ask philosophical questions…
