Comments on: No, I’m not pregnant, just fat!

By: Lari Iposhk

Lari Iposhk — Wed, 11 Aug 2010 13:02:15 +0000

Haha. I had a laugh with the title. sorry. Even males have been joked on being pregnant because they have a big belly.

By: Operation Fatty: Recommend a Treadmill and the REAL Me | Operation Fatty

Sat, 02 Jan 2010 02:23:34 +0000

[...] I get a lot of people saying, “You don’t look like you weight that much!” but the sad fact is, I do. Many times when I post pictures of myself, I cut just about every part of my body off that I can. But you’re about to see just how big I am. Did you know that I wear spanx constantly and that I even try to hide my fat, in my house, from my own husband? I sit a certain way, I pull my shirt way down, and I never let him see my get dressed. He’s very supportive and has never said anything about my weight except for, “You look good to me.” but it’s all in MY mind. Maybe I’m not 300lbs but I am still considered obese at the 190lbs at 5′5. And still get confused for being pregnant. [...]

By: Skittles

Skittles — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 17:31:19 +0000

Since I started working at an office, I’ve gained approx 50 lbs. I know I need to lose weight!! and to make matter worse just today, a friend that I had lunch with told me that some duded had asked him how many months pregnant I was? (the dude said he guessed I was 5 months since the last time he had seen me) That made me feel really bad at first…but now I say to myself I’m not going to make them feel better by putting me down!!People can be real cruel!

By: Shopping at Cato Fashions on the ‘Right’ Side | A Cowboy's Wife

Shopping at Cato Fashions on the ‘Right’ Side | A Cowboy's Wife — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 22:51:55 +0000

[...] ol’ shopping excursion yesterday at Cato Fashions which if you recall, I was mistaken for being pregnant on my last trip. But not this time. This time I had a wonderful girl who obviously is way more [...]

By: Operation Fatty: Recommend a Treadmill and the REAL Me | A Cowboy's Wife

Operation Fatty: Recommend a Treadmill and the REAL Me | A Cowboy's Wife — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 18:43:27 +0000

[...] By A Cowboy’s Wife • December 10, 2008 I get a lot of people saying, “You don’t look like you weight that much!” but the sad fact is, I do. Many times when I post pictures of myself, I cut just about every part of my body off that I can. But you’re about to see just how big I am. Did you know that I wear spanx constantly and that I even try to hide my fat, in my house, from my own husband? I sit a certain way, I pull my shirt way down, and I never let him see my get dressed. He’s very supportive and has never said anything about my weight except for, “You look good to me.” but it’s all in MY mind. Maybe I’m not 300lbs but I am still considered obese at the 190lbs at 5′5. And still get confused for being pregnant. [...]

By: Cass

Cass — Tue, 18 Nov 2008 21:22:43 +0000

I think I would have turned to the saleslady and been like “Excuse me?!” and then proceeded to tell her exactly how rude she was and ask to speak to a higher up. I would have humiliated her for humiliating me. How dare she say such a thing, whether or not she she thinks it’s unflattering or thinks you look pregnant – she should have just kept her mouth shut either way, it was very out of bounds. What matters is how you feel in your clothes and whether or not you personally like what you see when you look in the mirror. Completely agreed though, plus size clothing is hard to come by – it’s either ridiculously overpriced, looks horrid or dated, or they don’t carry our size. I’ve actually walked into a store myself once and couldn’t find the plus size section, when I asked a salesperson they told me that they just mixed it in with the maternity wear. People don’t seem to understand that just because we’re big, we still like to look cute/sexy/beautiful. How would the tables were turned and they went into a store that didn’t carry their size and a sales representative directed them to childrens wear or something? LOL

By: Rachel

Rachel — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:40:42 +0000

To Raquel,
Don’t feel bad about yourself, feel bad for the parent that asked. My weight is all in my stomach too, it sucks. But, hey, at least all my weight is somewhere else like my feet, right?

By: Raquel

Raquel — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 02:51:32 +0000

I am a teacher. Not particularly overweight…about a size 10. It just all goes to my stomach. Tonight, a student’s parent at curriculum night asked, “Now when are you due?” Totally mortified and feel terrible about myself.

By: Rachel

Rachel — Fri, 12 Sep 2008 21:37:51 +0000

I laughed because I live this story on a daily basis. Well, I look pregnant. My weight after two kids is on my tummy. I can’t help it, no matter what I do my tummy stays with me.

While at the park with my kids and husband, I sat on a twirly thing with my daughter while my husband spun us as quickly as he could. I was running, going down the slide and having a good ol’ time at the park.

Well, a woman there asked as many months I was. HELLO? Would I be doing what I was doing if I were pregnant.

I told her I wasn’t pregnant and then she said really and started to laugh.

It took all I could to not say, “You shouldn’t be talking because you’re just fat and ugly. At least I’m just fat and I can change that, but you’ll always be ugly.”

I had never thought anything like that before…so I could tell I was upset. She laughed at me because I’m fat? I like to think that she laughed at me because she’s stupid.

I feel your pain. I really wish people wouldn’t ask how far along I am.

I always say I’m not, and I either get that “are you sure look” or the “oh, crap, I’m sorry.”

So, I need some good come-backs. Help me out. What are some good responses to people who need to mind their own business.

What’s the best comment you’ve said to that person who asked?

By: Elizabeth Twist

Elizabeth Twist — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:33:42 +0000

This just happened to me at a photocopy shop. I was waiting for my order to be done, while wearing a fabulous-and-currently-fashionable-yet-maternity-like top. The lady behind the counter asked me, “when are you due?”

“Huh?” I said. “What do I do?”

“When are you due?”

“Wah?”

“When are you DUE?”

“Oh, I’m not pregnant,” I said.

What was interesting was that the three men who were behind the counter with her gasped audibly. And one of them kind of savagely asked her, “When are YOU due?”

It was totally humiliating, nonetheless.