You've all given me a great laugh reading this - it's brought it all back!
Delivery man to me: 'Your sister in law isn't half as fat as you, and she's about a month ahead, isn't she?
Said sister-in-law: 'I always thought you were the type of person to get really fat when you were pregnant, but you've done quite well not to put on too much weight. Are you eating properly?'
Mother-in-law (having last seen me when I was three months, greeting me at eight and a half months): 'WOW! You've put on a lot of weight. I can really see it in your face.' (This coming from a woman three times my size when I was nine months).
Cousins wife (two days before DS arrived): Burst out laughing. 'You're ENORMOUS! Ha ha ha! Are you sure it isn't twins? Ha ha ha!'I mumbled 'No', waddled off and burst into tears.
Random strangers: 'Do you know what you're having?' - No, my stomach and breasts just swelled up mysteriously. Please diagnose what is wrong with me.
I also burst into tears one night and took to my bed because the turkey steaks I'd taken out of the freezer and put in the fridge the day before hadn't defrosted enough for dinner.
Also burst into tears when my swollen ankles wouldn't fit into a pair of boots I was trying on.
And again when the ring my mum gave me had to be cut off my finger by my boyfriend because my fingers had swelled up so much.
And again when even my maternity trousers wouldn't get over the bump.
I was also the psychotic girlfriend from hell. Ranting, raving, 'You don't know what it's like'ing.
My fury was also directed at strangers who failed to notice I was pregnant. On an Easyjet flight I was trying to put a bag in the overhead locker when someone jostled me into the seat. I turned around (wearing my bun in the oven t-shirt from babu) and said 'EXCUSE ME, DO YOU MIND!?!?!' very very very very loudly. He cringed away, looking very ashamed.
I was even worse on the courtesy bus at the airport. The bus was hideously over crowded and I ended up standing next to the driver, with nothing to hold onto. I kept turning round to display my bump to the rest of the bus, hoping it would shame someone into offering me their seat. No one did though. As far as they were concerned, they'd elbowed their way to the front of the queue (seriously, that's why I got on last), and sod anyone who hadn't got a seat.