Love + Marriage

Captain’s Log, Stardate 10.19.2016 Our three-person crew entered Kinder Quadrant just six weeks ago, and we are still adjusting to this strange new world.   This morning, I came to realize it’s time for “The Talk.” “But Sarah,” I hear voices crying...

It’s been said, “If your marriage can survive building a house together, then it can survive anything.” This quote came to mind this morning while I was washing dishes in my brand-new, farmhouse-style white kitchen sink (oh yes, the...

No gift for your certain someone? No problem. In the midst of a pandemic, we're all feeling chained to our homes, but how often have you actually been home alone? Remember in the movie, Home Alone, when Kevin wakes...

What an incredible year this has been! Duluth Moms Blog is bursting with pride today on the first anniversary of our launch. We started out small and full of passion about what we wanted to do: bring a sense...

When times are stressful and the last thing you want to do is try to find humor, you should look a little harder for it. Lately, I have found myself exhausted with the long days, frustrated with the inability...

Does the pandemic life have you feeling as though you are together all the time, yet still missing connection with your partner?  Speaking for myself, and the other mom’s I chat with (which is a limited group these days),...

It’s that time again! This year I’m committing to making five small changes instead of one resolution. The more I think about resolutions the more I realize that it’s the little things that matter most. If I can make...

During this stay-at-home order over the past several weeks, I’m going to admit it’s been a daily challenge to maintain my patience—especially before my daily morning workout. It seems like the rest of the day is calm and peaceful...

I have been talking about buying new underwear for a while now. I will be real with you, my current collection is nothing to brag about, in fact, it is pretty undesirable. I would categorize most of them as...

I am one of those “working moms” you hear about on TV. You know, the kind that gets up at a God-forsaken hour, goes into the bathroom, carefully lights her hair on fire, yells at her one thousand children to...