Almost outed by Chuck Norris
Hitting the 12 week milestone and how Chuck Norris almost outed my pregnancy 8 weeks early.
St. Anthony, Patron Saint of Lost Things
Before I had a toddler, I only misplaced things. I rarely lost them. It’s a whole new ballgame now.
First trimester, how I loathe you
Nausea, barfing, bloating, gas, stomach cramps, messed up sleep, and a diet consisting of 100% carbs. Yup, sounds like the first trimester.
In My Tenth Week
I admit it — I’ve been cheating a little bit. When folks ask me how pregnant I am, I pad the number just a teeny weeny bit. I’m not lying. Just bending the rules a little.
About Me
Hiya! I'm Lydia, aka Peanut Mom. I live in Iowa with my husband and two pretty amazing iVF babies, both the result of frozen transfers. My daughter "Peanut" is five and my son "Squeak" is three. They keep things interesting and more than a little chaotic. Here I write about infertility, parenting, embryo donation, and life's absurdity with a big helping of humor. Welcome! Subscribe to PeanutMom
