I've avoided telling my dad about my pregnancy woes since he has such unhelpful wannabe medical advice. For some reason the answer to everything involves nutrition and more exercise, which I find bizarre because he also harped on me about how I wouldn't be infertile if I weighed more. I haven't told him about my ongoing nausea or bleeding, and only briefly told him about the growth issues that came up at this week's anatomy scan.

His answer? That I need to start exercising and really work up a sweat because "baby needs to sweat too" and it would help the baby grow. My mind boggles.