Community + Connection

October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss awareness month. Loss of a pregnancy or infant is sadly a part of a lot of our motherhood stories. I know too well, loss is a part of my own motherhood journey. Our Forever Remembered...

St. Patrick’s Day is celebrated enthusiastically all over the world by Irish and non-Irish alike. It’s wonderful, and it’s a testament to the fact that there is a strong sense of community among people who have and who admire...

When my oldest daughter was born and threw me headfirst into my new role as a mother, we had our challenging days. They often included bouts of colic, sleep refusal… the usual. One particular afternoon stands apart. I was...

Minnesota is pretty great. Sure, sure we get a bad reputation because of the harsh winters, and it's mostly truth. The polar bears we ride into work every day are tough to park, but we make do.   Lately, I've noticed...

  Labor. It's messy. It's complicated. It's beautiful. It's private and intimate (and yet... it can sometimes feels like a spectator sport!). No two birthing experiences are alike but there are enough similarities that moms often share a fair amount...

Let's face it, once we move past mourning of the summer season we all get a giddy excitement in the pit of our stomachs. We get to once again send our little ones off on their grand academic adventures....

Labels are everywhere. They're on clothes, food, toys, furniture, blankets, and more. Most of these labels are good! A few month ago we found our my daughter has an egg allergy and I gained a new appreciation for labels....

Hi!  My name is Cheryl and I am a furniture hoarder. I'm also a woman who owns and runs a successful small business in our community. You can often find me full of sawdust and paint, out in my...

Honestly, it started before she was born--the comments on her projected size and shape from well-meaning people. “Is she measuring big? It looks like she’s measuring big!” I brushed it off back then because you get all sorts of...

One of my favorite memories growing up was going out as a family and looking at all the brightly colored houses adorned with outdoor holiday lights.  We would get in our matching footy pajamas, make home made hot chocolate, and drive around singing Christmas carols around town.