I had a midwife appointment today and she had some trainees with her. While she was checking the heartbeat my midwife explained to them how to judge the baby's growth without using a tape measure or a scan. She said that in my case, she had to take into account the fact that the baby was surrounded 'with a 13.5 tog duvet of fat' (cue mock disapproving look to me and giggling).
Now I don't mind. I'm not particularly thin but neither am I chronically obese. And because she's my midwife she knows I have PCOS and could therefore have issues with weight loss. What I was annoyed about was using me as an opportunity to make the trainees laugh. Honestly, it was like I wasn't even there.
Probably just being hyper-sensitive, particularly as I lost 2.5 stone last year and so felt pretty good going into this pregnancy. I'm usually quite thick-skinned about these things.