Where's The Baby?

Last Friday, as I was elegantly bending to open my garage door, my downstairs neighbour approached me. After a few pleasantries, she launched into her question:

"Where is the baby?"

With a mixture of horror and astonishment, I stared wide eyed at her, mouthing the word "baby".

"You've had the baby," gestures towards my stomach, "I said to my husband, she must have had the baby, but we don't hear it crying."

I reply that I did not, in fact, have a baby, nor had I been pregnant. That the fact of the matter is that I'd lost 9kg.

Without missing a beat, she replies "You were very big, I was waiting for my baby, we thought you'd given it away...."

my baby?
Given it away?

I guess this is just the flip side of the pregnancy accusations.... I look like I've birthed my fat....

If for some reason you haven't read about the pregnancy accusations - Pregnant?

I must say I was somewhat flattered that my hard work was so noticeable.... but GOLLY???