Up ahead on the shoulder was a depression in the road, filled with murky brown water from a recent storm. The driver, unfazed by our legs in the rearview mirror, decided to drive through the puddle. He swerved right, and just like that, we went airborne, flying out of the back of the truck and into the darkness.
![My new gym routine: an update [with pictures!]](http://www.peanutmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/cover-photo-ba.jpg)
It’s been four and a half months since I started a new workout regimen, and a lot has changed. My moods, my sleep, my mental state, my weight, and most definitely my confidence. At the risk of being “that girl who won’t shut up about working out,” here’s what’s happened since I kicked off a re-dedication to my own health.
From 2011 through 2015, I paid almost no attention to my physical health. I was completely absorbed in the task of making and raising tiny humans. It’s time to rebalance and find some semblance of fitness again.
Squeak is so skinny that despite being 20 months old, he can’t even fill out the waist of 18-month pants. This creates a dilemma, but luckily, a little DIY elbow grease solves this problem and keeps Squeak’s pants up, too!
You’re welcome to [try to] sell your wares to me, but remember that I’m your friend first. That relationship is at risk when all you do is talk to me like I’m a customer.
It all started in 1994, when I took an extremely unpleasant trip to The Sooner State, one that I’ve been trying to forget ever since.
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! 