Where is my bright side?

It's a fact, I am 25 weeks and 3 days pregnant. I believe it is high time that i start getting the perks of a pregnant woman! But alas, for some reason i don't look pregnant enough! I've decided it's my rather large chest area that is causing this problem, but still, I AM 25 WEEKS PREGNANT, that's over 6 MONTHS in non-pregnant woman talk. Unfortunately, an innocent bystander's eyes go directly to my chest and not the belly, male and female alike, but you would think they would notice the enormous bump growing merely centimeters below "the twins".
This past Friday i was standing in line for the bathroom at a concert. An old man with a walker strolls past 20 guys in line for the men's room and heads right in. This causes a little stir in both lines but the general consensus is he's old and has a walker, he's allowed. The woman behind me says "the only way we could do that is if we were pregnant." I turn around and say, "well, i am pregnant!" She then says, "really? I can't tell." ARE YOU KIDDING ME! By 4 months most preggos are getting to the front of the line in the bathroom and are not getting the harry eyeball when they go back for seconds at the all you can eat breakfast buffet. Hell, I still can't convince some of my employees that I am actually pregnant and not trying to play a joke on them. What in the heck does a girl have to do? I think i am going to start wearing insanely tight t-shirts that read "baby on board" or "baby mama" or "are you the daddy?" just so it's more obvious that that lump under my shirt is not belly fat, it is in fact a growing human being.
Granted I can't complain too much because as far as pregnancy goes (from what i hear) I have it easy. No morning sickness, no back pain, no over the top insanity (well, that would depend on who you ask), so all of my other pregnant friends would probably slap me if they read this (they are allowed, they have the some of symptoms above - God forbid i say all, because that could lead to a kick as well). Hell, i'm not even getting the crazy ex-boyfriend sex dreams that i was told about in book club. My dreams are still the same old thing; being chased by the mafia, forgetting my way around campus and missing all of my classes, being a secret spy, losing my homework, except now i'm pregnant in all of these scenarios. Do you know how hard it is to use your Uma Thurman "black mamba" ninja fighting skills when you are pregnant???
The fun things in life like sex, drugs, rock n' roll, aspartame, and deli meat are taken away from pregnant women for 9+ months, the least society can do is notice that I am in fact pregnant and just give me the option to cut in line for once, but no touching the belly!!!!