From a stranger at a party who immediately rubbed my belly...
When are you due?After dinner at a local restaurant that same night, the cashier asked me if I was expecting. What the gender was. When I was due. After telling her early July, she paused and said, "Early July? Wow. Long way to go. Big baby."
Early July.
Really? My daughter is due late July and I'm really worried because she isn't as big as you are.
A family member (we'll leave it that vague) ... "You're a lot bigger than you were last week." I think this was the result of my clothing. "Last week" I wore a slim fitting t-shirt. "This week" I had on a looser fitting top.
The OB at yesterday's appointment, after looking at my chart, "I see you've had a good weight gain." If still being 2 lbs below my pre-pregnancy weight (I lost 10lbs the first trimester) is a good gain, I'll take that. Then when measuring my belly, "Your belly is on the big side. Baby's had a growth spurt." Really? I haven't been in the doctor's office in 6 weeks. Seems like a "growth spurt" would be expected. ;)
Honestly, I'm now quite curious to see what is said to me next. And, perhaps I should start counting belly rubs too as my belly has suddenly become public property. Trent keeps asking if rubbing my belly is good luck. Well, we haven't won the lottery yet - oh, wait, you have to actually play it to win, don't you? Let me buy a ticket and I'll share the answer. In the meantime, for those readers of mine who've been down this road before, what humorous comments do you recall?