Am I growing a giant?

Question of the week: am I growing a giant in this belly of mine? And if so, can I write about this in an interesting self-qualitative study and call it my dissertation? (The answer to both questions is probably no).

Background info: I work at a research center with about 50 other people. Our office is an old dorm, so the set-up is less than stellar since we all have our own "rooms" and most people just shut their door. Every once in a while I will see someone. The likelihood of that person being pregnant is actually pretty high since 3 out 8 people on the floor are pregnant and all due within 2 weeks of one another (this includes me).

Story: Yesterday, I ran into one of the other pregnant ladies who noticed my belly is getting bigger. She exclaimed, "wow, that's a big baby in there" (she has already had a kid, so I think these types of comments are ok coming from her).

Me: "I know, what's going on? It's not cookies, well, it may be some, but it's not all cookies, I promise!"
Her: "Oh no, your face looks thinner (mental comment: I need to talk to her every day, she's sweet), it's just belly. I think it is just big. Are you sure there aren't two in there?"
Me: "I think so."

Mental thought: add this as a question for the hippie baby catcher ... am I growing two babies, is this one a giant, or am I eating too many cookies?

I guess this is what happens when you marry someone 6'3" who was born over 10 lbs, 23"
(and I really like cookies).