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26/09/2026

HERE IS PROOF!

One of my favorite things about living in Spain was listening to parents complain about the school lunches. 😬 It’s a rite of passage, I’m pretty sure.

At school in Spain, our kids were served meat or fish, vegetables, salad, bread, and fruit for dessert. Every. Single. Day.

From my perspective? Kudos to you. This is freakin’ awesome.

And yet…it was never quite up to Spanish standards. The food wasn’t nutritious enough. Their kids didn’t like how it was prepared (to be fair, fish is tricky). The menu needed improvement.

Meanwhile, I was sitting there thinking about American school lunches. 😬

Naturally, I felt compelled to explain the walking taco for comparison.

For anyone unfamiliar, it’s taco meat dumped directly into a bag of Doritos, topped with cheese and lettuce, and eaten straight out of the bag.

When I explained that this was an actual school lunch, they genuinely thought I was lying.

And when I insisted that no, really, this is a thing we feed children at school, their jaws practically hit the floor.

I didn’t even get to Uncrustables. They wouldn’t have believed me anyway.

But what I find so fascinating isn’t really the walking taco itself. It’s how completely different our expectations are for what constitutes an acceptable lunch for children. Like…are we on the same planet?!

In Spain, parents were questioning whether a freshly prepared meal with multiple food groups was good enough.

In America, we’re putting taco meat in a chip bag and calling it lunch.

Living abroad gave me enough distance to see the absurdity in both systems: one where parents demand more from a balanced meal, and another where we’ve accepted processed convenience as a school lunch.

Maybe the real question isn’t whether kids will eat it. Maybe it’s why we’ve stopped expecting better.

Although I still think the walking taco deserves a few questions. 😂

🌍 Hi, I’m Bethany - an American mom who just returned from a year living in Spain. Follow as we navigate what “normal” means after a year of choosing differently

25/09/2026

Are all my organs there? I don’t even know?! 😂

I just had the exact same ultrasound I had in Spain redone here in the U.S. (ironically because I can’t find the original file, but more on that later)

Same organs. Same goo. Same glamorous setup.

Very different experience.

In Spain, I booked the appointment myself, sent over what my doctor wanted checked, and the doctor doing the ultrasound talked me through what he was looking at as he went.

He explained what he was seeing, what he was checking, and what everything was.

Then he typed up the findings and emailed them directly to me, along with all of the images.

My information.
About my body.
In my inbox.

Today in the U.S., the tech took approximately 9,000 images and measurements and couldn’t really tell me what she was seeing beyond, “That’s your gallbladder,” when I asked what I was looking at.

Then the images go to a radiologist.
The radiologist reads them.
The report goes back to the doctor who ordered the test.
And eventually the information makes its way back to… me.

The person whose organs everyone has been discussing this entire time. 🙋🏼‍♀️

I understand why the roles are different here. I understand that ultrasound techs generally aren’t the ones responsible for giving you a diagnosis.

But after experiencing it another way, the whole process feels weirdly removed from the patient.

In Spain, I left feeling like I owned my medical information. Like I was actually part of the process.

Here, I left thinking:

“Well, somebody knows what my liver looks like. Hopefully they’ll circle back.”

It’s not really about which country has “better” healthcare.

It’s about how different it feels to be a participant in your own healthcare versus waiting for information about your own body to eventually make its way back to you.

Now, if I had better recordkeeping, I probably could’ve found the original Spanish images and just sent them to my U.S. doctor.

But alas, none of us are perfect. 😂

🌎 Hi, I’m Bethany, an American mom who spent a year living in Spain, coming home to see what “normal” feels like now

20/09/2026

And just like that, we’re going pro.

Jk. Sorta. 😂

In Spain, horseback riding was an hour on Sunday morning.

We showed up. The kids rode. Brynne probably understood 60% of what was happening because, you know, español. Then we left and went on with our day.

There were absolutely serious riders and competitions there too, but where we were, it just felt much more casual.

And wildly unorganized. 😬

Today Brynne did her first horse show in the U.S., and suddenly riding means something very different.

Horse prep the day before. Breeches. Belt. Boots. Jacket. Braids. Hours at the barn.

All for approximately one minute in the ring and a ribbon. 😂

And she LOVED it.

She was nervous, brave, proud of herself, and I was so proud of her for trying something completely new.

But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t notice the difference in philosophy. 😬

You know… values.

This isn’t Spain did it better or America does it wrong.

It’s just something I’m noticing now that we’re home.

Here, when kids really participate in something, that activity can quickly become part of the infrastructure of the whole family: the weekends, driving, equipment, practices, competitions. 💰

And there are beautiful things that come from that level of commitment too.

But when we say yes to an activity, we’re rarely just saying yes to the activity.

We’re saying yes to the life that comes with it.

In Spain, the kids did chess, pottery, robotics, drama, running, riding, fútbol, fencing…

And were still home by 5:15 most nights.

So maybe the question isn’t just, “Do we love this?”
Maybe it’s, “Do we love the life this creates for us?”
Because we can’t say yes to everything.

And lately I’m realizing our calendars might be one of the clearest reflections of what we actually value.

Curious… do you think kids benefit more from going deep on one thing OR getting to try lots of things without everything becoming a huge commitment?

🌎 Hi, I’m Bethany - an American mom just back from a year abroad, trying to carry the lessons home. Follow along to see what we scheme up next.

19/09/2026

Hi. Yes, we are alive. 😬

Apparently I returned to the United States and immediately ghosted the internet.

Very on brand for someone who spent a year publicly documenting her life.

The truth is, I haven’t known what to say because “How does it feel to be back?” is somehow both a very normal question and an absolutely impossible one.

Do I say I’m grateful? I am.

Do I say I’m sad? Also yes.

Do I say I now spend an alarming percentage of my life driving children to places that are somehow 14 minutes away from every other place? Correct.

Coming home has been less “yay, peanut butter and dryers” and more realizing how much your surroundings quietly shape your life.

Your schedule.
Your pace.
Your parenting.
Your friendships.
Your work.
Your definition of normal.

I really thought we’d just come home and keep the best parts.

Walk more. Rush less. Eat together. Protect our time.

Adorable.

Anyway, this page is not becoming Spain vs. America because I truly do not have the energy to moderate that comment section.

I’m much more interested in the question underneath all of it:

Why do we live the way we live?

And if it isn’t working for us, how much can we actually change?

So yes, we’re back. And yes, I disappeared. But it’s not over yet… and we have some fun things in the works 🙌🏻



Hi I’m Bethany an American mom just returned from a year abroad. Follow along as our family navigates life after living in Spain

03/08/2026

I thought driving in the UK was an experience 😳

Guys. I have been here for less than an hour and I genuinely cannot look away from the window.

I know I should be looking at, I don’t know… the history? The architecture? Literally anything else?

Instead I’m completely captivated by the traffic. 😆

There are no lanes. Everyone is using their horn like it’s their job. Hazard lights seem to mean “good luck to everyone else.” And then, out of nowhere… horses. Just… in the middle of it all.

It’s complete chaos.

I love it already. 😂🇪🇬

01/08/2026

Now someone please hand me an ice cream. 😑

Am I completely overreacting, or what would you have done?!

08/07/2026

No, we didn’t leave Spain because we hated it. 🫠

We left because this was always the plan.

But leaving something you loved is harder than I expected.

Spain changed us in ways I’m still trying to understand… and this next chapter feels a little terrifying, a little exciting, and very much unfinished.

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Hi, I’m Bethany! 🇺🇸✈️🇪🇸 I’m an American mom who moved to Spain with my family for a gap year. Follow along as we navigate life abroad, family travel, cultural differences, and what comes next 🌍✨

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