Brigid Motta
Brigid spends her days working in Rockland County, and her nights sharing meals with her husband, Jeff, and chasing her son, Anthony. A New York native, she was raised in Suffolk County, went to college in The Bronx, and now resides in New Rochelle. An aspiring philanthropist, she loves comedy podcasts, a good tv show to tweet about, and long conversations with funny people.
In Defense of Using “A Leash” With My Toddler
I recently took my almost 2-year-old son to our town’s street fair. Since my husband was at work, and my son could be hit-or-miss with wanting to sit in his stroller, we brought “Ryan...
A Survival Guide For An Early Toddler Bed Transition
My son has always been a climber, more content playing on the outside of his jumper than the inside at around seven months old. The jumper was trashed a good two months earlier than...
What Role Should Santa Play in Our Christmas?
My son, who just turned one, will be celebrating his second Christmas this December, and my husband and I have been starting what will be our family traditions, like spending Christmas Eve at my...
Scaring Myself Every Day for My Son’s Sake
I’m starting a new job in a completely new industry from the one I had spent my entire post-collegiate career. This job is one that I accepted for a multitude of reasons, but high...
What I Learned In My First Year of Parenthood
My son's first birthday has been full of opportunities to reflect and reminisce about where we were from pre-pregnancy to the present. That reflection and sharing stories with other moms and pregnant friends have...
A Toast to the Mundane Milestones
I grabbed a dish out of a cabinet and noticed the bowl that I had previously designated as the soaking bowl for bottles and breast pump parts was back in its rightful place, ready...
Defying Expectations and Forcing Adaptation
Life with a 20-month-old has been a perpetual lesson in adapting and going with the flow. From the get-go, this kid has zigged when we were expecting a zag.
I was prepared for at least...
The Night I Gave in to the Sleep Regression
My son’s sleep patterns have always been a bit of a challenge: starting very rough, smoothing out when he first moved to his crib, then hitting the four-month-old sleep regression that didn’t end until we...
How I Met Your Father: Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
Jeff and I first met during our Sophomore year of college in the place where all life-changing romances do, the cafeteria. I was dating someone else at the time and eating dinner alone that...
A Love Letter To My Son’s Caretakers
My husband and I were very fortunate that when the decision to find full-time childcare for our son needed to be made, our family stepped up. My mother-in-law is his primary caretaker, with other...