Good luck everyone going for scans today.
I'm in a foul mood today thanks to my bitchy colleague. Rant alert...
So last night on the way out of work she asked how I was doing and I stupidly showed her my tum which was bulging out of my trousers (which have subsequently gone in the "too tight, will wear after pg bag"). She basically said I'd put on far too much weight, if I wasn't careful my belly would end up "round my ankles", direct quote, that she didn't need ANY maternity clothes until she was 24 weeks and that I needed to watch what I was eating and start doing pelvic floor and stomach exercises. I replied that "well everyone's different aren't they" and that the midwife had said everyone grows at different rates and it'll be fine.
On reflection though I wish I'd said more and I've been mulling it over ever since whether I should say anything more today. She's such a fucking bitch and I've really had enough of her. It's bad enough that she's bitchy about my being pg at all and the effects it will have on the business but this is the final straw for me. She's always had issues with her weight, has struggled with anorexia in the past and has put a fair bit of weight on recently, which is I suspect why she's acting out like this. She's always had an issue with me being slim and not having to work for it like she does. Though the fact that I'm half her age and I don't drink a bottle of wine every night like her never seems to occur to the silly jealous cow.
She has said numerous times to me how she only put 1 stone on during pregnancy, how she fit back into her pre pg jeans 1 week after giving birth, how she was going to the gym 5 times a week right up until the end etc etc. She constantly compares herself to people, including patients. Anyone who comes in who's near her age and is fatter than her always gets an unfavourable mention. She's one of those people for whom happiness is relative and if she can put someone else down, it makes her feel better.
Which brings me back round (I'm nearly done!) to yesterday. I think she's pissed off that I'm pg, she may even be jealous cos she's a complete attention whore and I think the prospect of her not being the centre of attention and every conversation at work is bugging her (though this of course speculation on my part). She's anxious about the future of the business and is pissed off that I've refused to make definite plans yet, because it's too fucking early! And she's always been pissed off that I'm slimmer than her so my being pg in this sense is a good thing cos I'm going to (already am) get fat which makes her happy. Hence the bitchy put me down comments yesterday.
Phew, aaahhh, deep breaths. So, should I say anything? If so, what? She may say something herself when she comes in. She's said shitty things before then apologised after so we'll see. I've found myself rehearsing what to say to her and each time end up justifying how much weight I've put on (not much, big boobs, trousers all a bit tight round the waist) but at the end of the day, it's not of her fucking business is it? I was a size 8 before I got pg, BMI 24 and I eat healthily and exercise. So realistically I'm not going to put on so much weight that mine or bean's health is at risk. And if I expand more than she did, so fucking what? How I look isn't the number 1 priority for me like it apparently was (and is) to her. I want to enjoy this pg and if that means putting on a couple more pounds than if I dieted and exercised obsessively like she did, that's absolutely fine with me.
Ok, NOW the rant's over. Sorry guys, she really gets to me (about other stuff too) and I just needed to vent!