would be a woman's weight.
Weighing Brayden is a task all in its self. When he was little (and he was scrawny and little for a long time) we could some how manage to squeeze him on a baby scale. Once he no longer fit, that is when audience participation is required.
We (meaning Brayden's nurse or I) get on the scale to be weighed. Then we stand on the same scale holding Brayden. Then subtract the difference and there you have Brayden's weight.
At a recent appointment, we did the weight dance...on and off the scale. Brayden's nurse walked on to the scale. The office nurse shouted out her weight across the office for the other office nurse to record. Her weight not holding Brayden. I started laughing and tried to make a joke about never yelling a women's weight...that could be a public embarrassment. A little lesson in office etiquette was needed.