So you are pregnant: congratulations! Aside from the sickness, the tiredness and the inability to paint your toenails, being pregnant is a very special time. I personally love it – apart, of course – from all the thinly veiled insults which apparently must be directed at me or my bump.
Naturally when we hear the following – multiple times – we smile, nod and laugh – because WE are polite. But really, what is this need to ply us with nonsense advice and fat comments? Can they not just back off and leave us to our swollen ankles and excitement?