I'll tell you what just happened to me: I was walking downtown when some hostesses invited me to enter a new restaurant. For the grand opening, the restaurant was providing several buffet tables to showcase their dishes. One of the girls pointed to the raw food table and told me "you can't eat those", thinking I was pregnant.. and I kept playing the part of the pregnant woman the whole time. I stuffed myself with food under the guise of "eating for two", noticing how much nicer people were to me under these conditions! For the first time I wasn't glared at as I filled my plate for the tenth time, this time I was told "eat to make your little one stronger!" and it was so nice that I will probably play the part of the very very hungry pregnant woman again. There is no little one in my belly.. just lots of food!