So, i'm currently back to TCC after an mc in May. I took those two months of knowing I was preggers to literally eat for 2  and pretty much kept every burger restaurant in business for that time, so yeah, I put on 3kg 😱. It's nearly been four weeks since the mc (although it feels like a year waiting for AF or hopefully a BFP) and I'm an absolute lunatic googling every symptom and trying to convince myself I am pregs again, then crying because I don't think I'm pregs, and just generally driving myself up the wall. Emotional is an understatement. So yesterday, my lovely little coworker runs into my office and in front of my two colleagues (who knew about my mc) asked me if I was pregnant. I said no...she said "oh...it's just you are getting chubby! It really suits you! Especially your chubby cheeks!" 😐👊. Now I do have to point out she's Syrian and their culture means it's quite acceptable to comment on the weight of others without meaning to insult.. I still wanted to drop kick her out the office though. Hey ho... if I don't laugh, I'll cry (which I did later when my DH asked if I wanted pizza...). Sigh. 😒