“Well I guess Your Traveling Days Are Over.”
Sound familiar? I started hearing it the moment I announced that I was pregnant. In our 8 years together, 5 married, my husband and I had traveled to 18 different countries. We had hiked the Inca trail, driven the Icefields Parkway in Banff, taken a microlight flight over Victoria Falls in Zambia, and spent a summer working at a hospital in Zimbabwe.