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Sarah Brichetto

Sarah Brichetto
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Born and raised in Knoxville, Tennessee, Sarah moved to New Orleans in 2009 after graduating from the University of Tennessee (Go Vols!) and is proud to call New Orleans home. She is a CPA and the Finance Director at a local real estate development company. Sarah lives in the Freret neighborhood with her husband, Matt, and their three kids: Elizabeth, Paul and Isaac. You can often find them roaming the neighborhood streets, taking streetcar rides, or enjoying one of the many local parks. In her non-existent free time, Sarah loves to try the newest local restaurants, cook, read, and write.

I Took a Break from Social Media :: Here’s What I Learned

I Took a Break from Social Media :: Here's What I Learned I just made my return to social media after a period of Lenten abstinence. As the minutes ticked by in the evening hours of...

More than Just Me :: Allowing Other Adults to Influence My Kids (And Why...

Soon after we had our third child, my husband and I realized that being outnumbered as parents is more than just having more little mouths than you can feed at once or more littles...

January, You Ain’t Cute :: Musings on How to Deal When You Just Can’t...

January 2023 started with a bang in my house. Literally. On January 2 of last year, my husband fell down our stairs carrying a carpet cleaner. He didn’t break any bones, thankfully, but he...

I’ve Got a Feeling:: HappySadness is a Thing

  It hit me a month ago, on my daughter’s tenth birthday. The weekend before, we’d gotten our family photos back, and a teared up looking at them. On her birthday, I woke up before...

The Best Football Food You’ve Never Heard Of

I'm a proud New Orleanian, and after living here for 15 years, I have can finally say that I've perfected "my" gumbo. But I didn't grow up on gumbo. I grew up in the...

Co-sleeping Chronicles: Why it Works for Us … For Now

Co-sleeping Chronicles: Why it Works for Us … For Now I know, I know. Co-sleeping is on fire in a sea of hot topics among moms. My intent here is not to debate, but rather...
Travel With Kids :: It's A Trip Not A Vacation

Travel With Kids :: It’s A Trip, Not A Vacation

Travel With Kids :: It’s A Trip, Not A Vacation We just got back from a week away with our kiddos, celebrating the end of summer and welcoming the start of a new school year....
Dear Teachers :: I'm Sorry & Your Welcome

Dear Teachers :: I’m Sorry and You’re Welcome

Dear Teachers :: I'm Sorry and You're Welcome As I dropped my kids off for their first days of school, I felt guilty. I suddenly remembered all the things we didn't do this summer. We didn't...
Mid-Week Date Night :: The Secret to Unlocking Extra Time Together

Mid-Week Date Night :: The Secret to Unlocking Extra Time Together

Mid-Week Date Night :: The Secret to Unlocking Extra Time Together In the past month or so, my husband and I have discovered a secret that has unlocked a sense of freedom we hadn't had...
Reminders for When Mom Needs to be Mothered

Reminders for When Mom Needs to be Mothered

Reminders for When Mom Needs to be Mothered During an especially busy season of parenting, compounded with some stressful situations at work, I found myself feeling depleted, discouraged, and exhausted. As I was driving home...

{Opening Alert} Osteria Lupo :: Why This Uptown Gem Should be Your Next Date...

Why This Uptown Gem Should be Your Next Date Night or Girls’ Night Spot In a former yoga studio, the owners of Costera have opened Uptown’s favorite new Italian spot: Osteria Lupo. As soon as we...

I’ll Admit It…I’m Bad at Birthdays

I love my kids, I really do. The days of their birth hold such special places in my heart. They are core memories for me -- days that changed me forever. And I'm glad...

Carry On, Momma

"Here you go, Mom!" I hear from the backseat. I reach back with my free hand (other hand on the steering wheel), only to realize that I am being handed a piece of chewed...

Yes, I’m a Dance Mom…and I’m a Better Mom for It

It happened with some hesitation. Having grown up dancing, I eagerly signed my three-year-old up for classes as soon as her little feet were big enough for ballet shoes. But a few years later,...