Your body, my choice
I say this with my full chest:
You can go fuck yourself.
You are a fucking mindless coward to utter that phrase. It does not make you a big man and it sure as shit isn't going lead you to the human companionship you are missing. I truly wish you play fuck around and find out in the real world and say that to a woman who promptly lays you the fuck out.
Fuck off you ignorant asshole.
YOU DUCKED THE WHOLE HOUSE!!!!????
How did you survive being a new mom, traveling the world, and running a business?
There was a learning curve but building a road routine was essential. I am usually up earlier than I would be at home so I can have regular meetings with my staff and check in emails throughout the day. I've also had a rotating member of my team flown in to help run the pop ups that have been along the way. It's been a lot of hard work and keeping myself on task more than anything to keep the shop sailing smoothly while I've been away. It helps that I have people I trust and who believe in this thing as much as I do.
The travel part itself has been fun and I feel like the word play comes to the forefront with both the travel and the motherhood aspect of the equation. I go out of my way during downtime to find the fun things in a city that are also kid friendly so that Wren has that time to explore and learn. It's been wild to see how much he has grown while we've been in America. He's a whole little person and that comes with all the ups and downs of a toddler, but we, again, have routines in place so that even if the time zone and location changed he knows what to expect while dad or I are working and when we have time for the three of us.
I suppose the short answer is routines and learning how to roll with unexpected hiccups while making sure everyone feels safe, seen and loved.