Instead of having 5 pounds of weight gain go strictly to my stomach, making me look pregnant*, all the weight could go to my boobs. Imagine having to say, “OMG, my boobs are so huge right now. I’ve been eating too many fried pickles and cheeseburgers!”
*When I worked at Banana Republic I worked with a girl who was like me and only really gained weight in her stomach. One of the security guards asked her how far along she was, and the girl had to tell her she wasn’t pregnant. Awkward. This is why you should never ask about a baby until the woman in question talks about it, or she starts rubbing her bump as pregnant women do. (Which I also find a bit awkward. Don’t know why.)
Have a lovely Tuesday.