So today at the doctor I was all psyched up for the big weigh-in. I mean, I'm seeing things on this scale that I would imagine (and hope) that I never see again. It's pretty wild stuff actually, and it explains a lot. Like, no wonder my legs ache after hiking a flight of stairs.
Anywho, I hop on the scale and my jaw drops, like normal, and this nurse was my ace. She goes, "and we'll go ahead and take 2 pounds off for those boots."
A saint, that woman is a saint. And yes, two pounds really does matter.
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After I had my girls my doc told me not to get on a scale until my 6 week checkup...it was good advice
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