MIL rant...again

First she throws me a baby shower of exactly the opposite of what I told her, I let it go, trying to be grateful for her efforts. Then she repeatedly calls my baby, her baby, which bothers me because she’s not the one carrying my baby to call it hers—I again let it go because I want to not give energy to petty things. Now she’s is being so annoying by asking my husband to record (with video and audio) our next prenatal visit so she can see my belly (uh no thank you, I already have a hard time showing it off due to my lack of confidence because of stretch marks.) and hear the heart beat (not so strange but so fucking extra that it makes me mad cause I am already mad at her) Next time I get pregnant I don’t want to tell this lady about the baby until like 2 weeks before the birth or something. She’s so UGH. I swear I don’t like this lady. Be it hormones or real dislike, I can’t put up with her.

Rant over. Venting done.