J.B.
My mom and I had a tense relationship, and she favored my brother.
When I was pregnant she never felt my belly because she knew I hated it. Well- she's dead now. She died of esophageal cancer- very quick and torturous to witness and for her to go through, I'm sure- she essentially starved to death and the tumors in her brain kept her from being able to get words out.
The situation taught me to pick my battles. I should have figured out a way for her to be in surger when my daughter was born, I should have taken some pictures of my belly to share with her, I should have involved her more in my pregnancy.
She used to try to manipulate and control- why? Because that's what her mom did to her and she didn't know how else to get what she needed. I wish I'd given in to her more. She wasn't a perfect person, and I could have just been more accepting of how she was, and why she was that way.
I try to make my choices now based on whether or not it's really worth standing my ground on. Pregnant bellies are beautiful. It's something to be proud of. You are a woman, your body is meant to bare children and nourish them.
Good luck.