This family has a travelling lifestyle many people would envy. Learn how they’re raising their kids between two different countries.
For some, “Home is where the Heart is,” however, for us, it’s “Family is where the Heart is.” And that’s a good thing considering we spend six months of the year travelling. Life would be pretty lonely without family to come home to. And it was until we changed that.
You see, we don’t have a big family of our own. In fact, the kids do not have even one cousin and they never will. Since we wanted something different for them, we thought that we’d pick one for ourselves. Yes, you read that right. Pick our family. You might be thinking that I’m talking about adoption given the fact that Ed and I are both adopted, but I’m not.
When the kids* were born, we decided to hand pick some individuals that were really close to our family and with their permission, have the kids start calling them “Aunt or Uncle.” We liked that the moniker implied a level of respect for the recipient as well as a sense of trust for the kids. Over the years, our family grew. Not only in numbers but borders, languages and cultures. Family knows no bounds.
Before I go on about how the kids now have over 50 cousins/primos and 50 aunts, uncles, tios and tias across Canada and Mexico, I thought that I’d explain a bit more about the details surrounding our nomadic lifestyle. While it’s “just life” to us, I understand that not many people live the way we do. In fact, we don’t know anyone that does.
It all started in 2005, when after 18 months of preparation, we loaded up our van with all our worldly possessions, including our cat, and drove south to San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, Mexico. You can read more about why we made this major life decision and moved to Mexico. In 2008, we came back to Canada and started a family.
When the kids were 10 months old, we loaded them, our two dogs and the cat in the van and headed south. The 5,000 km drive takes us five days and this December will be the kids sixth time. Over the years, they’ve spent almost a year of their young lives in Mexico. For four months every winter, they attend school, speak fluent Spanish and play with people that have taken them in as their own. They are our family.
For two months in the summer, we travel around Canada visiting family (of course!). And, for the rest of the time that we’re settled in Canada, the kids attend an all-French school for three months. I supplement with homeschooling in order to meet the educational requirements in Ontario.
As for finances, we live by the basic rule: spend less than you make. Ed is in charge of making the money. As the main breadwinner, he works crazy hours as a consultant for his security design company. He takes on contracts when he wants and can work anywhere there is internet. It helps that we have a VOIP phone system because most times, his clients have no idea where he is. He usually comes back to Canada twice while we are in Mexico and I stay put with the kids and the menagerie of animals.
The saving of money is my domain. I thrift shop, cut coupons, barter, have a garden, enter giveaways, work on my blog and other creative strategies. I am personally challenged to find ways to save. For me, it is more than just a lifestyle—it is also a hobby. The kids have never wanted for anything yet and they have their grandparents to thank for that. It takes a family and a big one at that.
One of the main reasons why we chose Mexico to live was the strong sense of family there. Everyone is included in everything, from a 98-year-old woman to a two-day-old baby. It wouldn’t be a wedding without a baby screaming at the most important point in the ceremony. The best part? No one would even blink an eye. If they did notice, there would be 20 “family members” wanting to hold and love the child. And the parent would pass them off to the nearest set of arms, whether they knew them or not. You don’t have to share a person’s blood to love and care about them. We are living proof of that.
* In 2009, we had Triplets; Alexander, Maximilian and Artemis. Unfortunately, Alexander passed away when he was a baby. You can read more about Alexander’s Story. I refer to all three of them as “The Kids.”
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