When I was in high school, I was a cute size 6 or 8 and weighed 140 lbs. (aah, to be there again...)
But I had an inherited stomach pooch (women of my family just have it), and a lady at church came up to my mom (I was 16 at the time, mind you) and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry about your daughter!" My mom didn't know what she was talking about, and the lady said, "She's pregnant!" HA! My self esteem took a little dive that day.
Since then, other people have come up to me and put their hand on my little pooch and patted it affectionately saying, "When are you due?" And my relpy has been, "not for a long time! I'm just fat, not pregnant." That is why I NEVER go up to someone who has put on a little weight in the belly area and ask if they're preggie. I always ask someone else on the sly or just don't ask at all. Even when I was carrying my 4-month-old baby and trying to lose baby weight, someone came up to me and said, "are we expecting again?" HOW IN THE WORLD COULD I BE PREGNANT ENOUGH TO SHOW AGAIN FOUR MONTH AFTER GIVING BIRTH?????? Whatever. That lady had enough grace to call me later and apologize.
Gosh, I feel better after getting that out.
I have actually come to be comfortable with my body and know that some people are just plain tactless. I don't want to look like a boy. I want to look like a woman, and my hubby likes me in the buff. I like me, and I'm glad I know that there are more important things in this world than my tummy pooch, and I may as well make friends with it, because it's probably not going to go away ever.
By the way, I LOVE the title of this thread!!