Living in New Orleans as a Mother
Living in New Orleans as a mom means sunscreen by the door, ponchos in the trunk, and a standing date with City Park, brass bands, and beignets. This is the honest, cozy guide to raising kids here—humid, joyful, practical, and yours.
From Beignets to black coffee.
There’s no playbook for starting over. No Pinterest checklist or Target-run essentials for what it means to pack up your life, leave behind a broken marriage, and drive 2,500 miles toward a future that’s still blurry. But that’s exactly what I did. I left New Orleans—my home for the last few years, my comfort zone,…