Accidentally Pregnant At 43 Novels & Stories

"Like something is off." Nathaniel’s frown deepened. He shifted on the bed, still holding me close. "Wait here. I’ll get you some water," he said, already moving to get up. I nodded weakly, leaning back against the pillows as he hurried downstairs. As soon as he was gone, a realization hit me. I had missed my period for three months. And now—this nausea, the uneasiness, the exhaustion—it all felt too familiar. It felt exactly like when I was pregnant with Lily.

Not the one from the night we met—the carefree, laughing version of her—but the woman I saw last night, fierce and terrified and brave all at once. She’s pregnant. With my child. I rubbed a hand over my face and sat up in bed, the silk sheets suddenly suffocating. I’d dealt with oil mergers worth billions, negotiated with ruthless executives, and walked into meetings where a single slip-up could cost me everything. And yet none of it prepared me for this. This wasn’t a deal I could walk away from. I didn’t want to walk away from it. The thought surprised me. Even as I moved through the motions of my morning—coffee, shower, silence—I couldn’t shake the image of her hand subconsciously resting

Although she insisted she could handle it, I couldn’t help but prepare for the worst. I needed to be ready—just in case. My stomach twisted as I stared down at the documents in front of me. Medical records, dates, and confirmation lines. “She’s pregnant?” I scoffed, letting out a dry, humorless chuckle, though the annoyance in my voice betrayed the anger simmering beneath the surface. “Yeah,” Fedrick replied flatly, standing to the side with his hands tucked behind his back. “Four months along, confirmed.”

three men who spent months earning the right to be exactly here, one extraordinary child who taught all of us more about grace than we deserved, my mother standing beside me with tears already gathering in her eyes. "I have news," I say, and I feel my voice catch slightly despite my best efforts to stay composed. "I'm pregnant." The room goes completely silent for one full second. Then Ronan crosses the space in three strides and picks me up entirely, spinning me around with a whoop of pure delighted joy that makes Landon laugh and Mom wipe her eyes and Ryker's careful composure crack open into something enormous and unguarded.

I'll also apologize in our conversation kanina. Facing the ceiling, hindi ko maiwasang mapa-isip sa sinabi ni Ellie kanina, na malapit na akong mawala sa kalendaryo, yeah sometimes hindi ko maiwasang mainggit sa ibang tao na may mga boyfriend na including Ellie, in my age I saw people having their own families na. Remembering my batch Trina in college, now she has a two daughters and one son. Ellie insisted me to go for a blind date before but instead of going to a blind date, I prefer to work and wait, but Ellie is such stubborn.

She got pregnant and lied that it was his. If not because of the DNA test being invented then, Aiden would have already become a father, but when the test was conducted, it was confirmed that he was not the father of the child. She sighed as she remembered the incident that happened then, it must have left a deep impression on Aiden about her friend and it could ultimately affect their plans. She steeled her heart and tried to make him understand, “Brother, Amira isn't like those friends of mine. Amira here is a good friend and is even a christian.”

Arrick is silently standing at the door watching me with a weird look on his face and I continue. “I can’t and won’t be pregnant, Arry, it’s not possible. Besides, we have had a lot of sex in two years and at some point, a lot of sex in like one day and it has never failed me yet. These past few months we spent a lot of time apart, so it’s less likely to have happened when you sum it up rationally, really. And I mean you know, we haven’t missed any birth control and I’m never late getting it either, so I’m fully covered in all ways and it’s due in like maybe a week. I already booked the appointment.” I stop and flip my other slice of bread on top, before lifting and take a bite.

Like grasping at straws, he tremblingly pulled it out. It was a folded pregnancy test report. My name was written clearly on it, dated just a week ago. In the results section, the words hit him like a punch to the gut—"Pregnancy: Positive." Below that, the doctor's notes were clear. "Early pregnancy is extremely unstable. Requires rest. Avoid crowds. Must not be exposed to Dewgrass or other potent herbs." Dewgrass? Garrett's hand trembled, and the thin paper fluttered to the floor. He staggered back a step, hitting the wall, his mind reeling.

" My mother rubbed both hands over her face, trying to wipe away her tears. "What happened then?" I asked. For a brief moment, she fell silent. Then a small smile appeared on her lips. "Then I got pregnant." She gently touched my cheek, and I smiled back. "Was it me?" I asked, pointing at my chest and she nodded. "You and your two sisters." The moment she said that, my smile vanished. "What?" I asked, my voice turning flat. "It was a triplet pregnancy." Once again, her smile faded, and an uneasy feeling settled in my stomach.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong or are you going to keep pouting?” I hesitated, feeling childish but unable to hold back. The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “It’s my birthday today. Do you have anything planned?” Chris’s stubbly face remained frustratingly neutral as he shrugged. “Oh, is it? I must have forgotten.” My eyes widened. If I hadn’t been the size of a planet, I would have jumped to my feet. “Chris! I’m pregnant with our third child, and forty is an important age. How could you forget?!”