I'm nearly 3 weeks into an extended induction and have lost nothing for the past 4 days. Yes I'm worshipping the scale..blasted beast.
I'm eating the right things...drinking enough water to float me away 24/7 and am just flat irritated at not being able to throw yet another pound in DH's face. Isn't that ugly? Okay..so I know it is, but dangit...he pegged me a failure before this ever began, so those little "witch" slaps give me this ooey gooey feeling inside.
*sigh* Maybe it'll all hit at once and I'll wake up and my boobs will be gone! Now isn't THAT wishful thinking? LOL