Wow, I am so glad you posted this. I was sobbing last night because I got up at 3 am, as I normally do, to pee. (That wasn't the part that made me cry, although I never had to do this pre-pregnancy so it is annoying.) No, I sobbed because this happened:
I also normally eat in the middle of the night because it helps with morning nausea and frankly, I'm often nauseous when I wake up to pee. I don't eat much, but obviously that's a whole meal I wasn't eating before. At first it was just crackers or chips, but I'm trying to ease up on the carbs, so I heated up a leftover chicken drumstick. (Okay, with a little pad thai.) Then I heard from the other room my DH: "What's going on?" He's a light sleeper now that we've moved because he's not comfortable in our new place yet.
When he found out I was eating, he gave me a speech about not gaining too much weight during pregnancy. His mother has been calling him, telling him all about how she only gained 3 lb when pregnant with him (he weighed 7 lb 8 oz) and Priscilla Presley only gained 9 lb when pregnant and that is how it should be and women really shoudn't let themselves go and get huge. (She also tells him that no woman gets so nauseous she needs to go to the hospital or stop working, and that Kate Middleton is just getting special treatment.)
Anyway, cue the sobbing. On top of being bloated, so nauseous I can't work (which I'm sure many think I'm faking or exaggerating), so exhausted I can't even go to Target, and terrified because I'm PGAL, I'm also expected to gain all of 15-20 lb at most and even then my MIL will tell my husband I'm a heifer. Pre-pregnancy I was only 110-112 lb, btw (I'm 4'11) and I have a fairly muscular frame, kind of like Hayden Panettiere.