Pregnancy + Birth

“Your baby has a birth defect.”  Words no mother should ever have to hear.  Yet there I was at a measuring ultrasound, with a new doctor who specialized in ultrasounds because my regular OBGYN happened to be booked solid...

I felt intensely bonded to my firstborn to the point where I sometimes thought other people who loved her as well felt that I was denying them their opportunities to connect with her. I ultimately saw myself gradually loosen my...

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...

It’s natural to want to share everything with your best friend, so when Katie and I discovered that we were both expecting twins in the summer of 2014 we were ecstatic. To make it even more exciting, our due...

Pregnancy is a unique and special time. There are so many things I love about being pregnant. Feeling kicks and knowing my body is housing a tiny growing human is priceless. It's not always easy or pleasant though! The...

Dear babies, My heart will never forget you. While I have three babies here with me, I think of and remember the two of you often as well. The two of you lived in my womb, but for far too...

Currently I am pregnant with our 3rd child. Which means my oldest daughter has experienced me being pregnant before. She is 3.5 years old, so this pregnancy I have already been able to tell a difference in her involvement...

Discover the new St. Luke's Birthing Center! Step into the spacious suites, marvel at the deep tubs and new features, and ask questions in a small group setting.  Each tour lasts 10-15 minutes. While you wait for your tour, you’ll...

For the final post in our Tales from the Birthing Center series, sponsored by St. Luke's, we decided to skip the interview with mom, Anna, and let her share her birth story in its entirety. She learns that there...

And then it hit me: It's like I have been in a coma for 2+ years. OK that's dramatic - and I don't mean it in a bad way! It's not like I've been living under a rock or anything. But for the last 2+ years it's like my brain was so overwhelmed with taking care of two tiny, needy, little people that it couldn't fathom doing anything else for myself. And I truly didn't want to be doing anything else. I wasn't resentful and I didn't feel like I was missing anything. But now that the fog is lifting, I realize that I did miss the old me. She was pretty fun!