Once when I was fairly heavily pregnant with DD2 and pushing DD1 in the buggy (I think we were going to the library or something), I felt really weak. Since I was near a shop I decided to get something to eat. I bought a Mars bar, unwrapped it and ate it there and then in the street. I bet some people, knowing absolutely nothing about me other than what they could see right then, would have jumped to erroneous conclusions.
As it happens, that was the only time in my life I ever did that.
I didn't give DD1 any because she was facing away from me. If she'd been able to see me eating and wanted some, I'd have given her a bit.
#BadMotherNot