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Ahh…exhaustion has set in. It’s difficult to travel with a baby, to get home and immediately have a deadline for work to meet, to find time to unpack with a baby who takes great pleasure in undoing everything that has been done, to have to cook again, to help the baby remember how to nap in her normal room.

I give all the credit in the world to all expats who travel abroad with 2 or 3 or 4 or more children. Even 10 days later, sleep sounds so nice…

It – the traveling and the experiencing – is worth it, though. And it’s so nice being back in Western Europe and being able to turn on the faucet and have drinkable water come out of the tap. It’s the small things, you know?