Confession (RANT) of a fluffy pregnant woman.

I've struggled with weight my whole life, and finally bit the bullet and reached my goal weight through diet and exercise. I'm at that point now where I know I'm creating a life and it's wonderful and magical but I can't help but feel guilty now that I'm getting bigger and at that questionable stage of 'Did she gain weight or is she pregnant ' stage.

I went to visit my dad yesterday and he asked me 'So how's the weight going?' I made him repeat himself since I was taken aback. He then went on to tell me that my mom 'only gained 25 lbs when pregnant'. And also told me he had a weight loss book that he was going to finish reading and then give to me. I don't know if it's the hormones or just that he really hurt my feelings, but I went home and bawled. This is all coming from my father who had a heart attack due to diet and unhealthy eating habits and has always been severely overweight.

I don't have a problem eating or indulging and I'm still at a healthy weight and have only gained 10 lbs in 5 months of pregnancy. I also don't think he was coming from a place of love when he offered his 2 cents, since this is how he normally is.

I just think about my weight all the time now and he made me feel pretty bad.

Rant over.