After all the crap this pregnancy has thrown at me the last thing in the world I thought I would be concerned by was a flyaway comment made by a hairdresser about the size of my bump. But concerned, offended, emotional I am. Stupid huh?

Actually it’s really stupid. I’m not fat I’m growing a HUMAN being. Do you realise how astounding that is? I’m actually growing an entire new person in my belly.. A space which used to get too crowded after a large takeaway now has the task of growing my child. If my stomach looks big that’s because there is someONE in it. Not a few extra cakes or a case of beer but SOMEONE.

Yes I know the baby is in my uterus, not my stomach. My uterus which is now approximately 1000 times the size it was pre pregnancy and sitting just under my boobs.

It amazes me that other women especially other mums can be so tactless. When has a woman ever liked her weight gain being discussed? I hate that at least 3 of my friends have discussed post pregnancy weight loss with me and my child hasn’t arrived yet. I hate that I started googling belly bands after hearing that Kim K is using one to aid her weight loss. I hate that I am seriously wondering how soon after baby arrives will I be able to start the 30 day shred?

I know that when my baby arrives I will forget most of this. My days will be taken up with her and Izzy and an exercise routine will be the least of my worries but I hate that it has come to this at all.

One comment. That’s all.

Next time you make a comment about someone’s weight..whether they are pregnant or not. Think to yourself do they need to hear this? Tell them they look wonderful or glowing. Not that their bump is too big or even too small.