Accidentally Pregnant At 43 Novels & Stories

He never cummed inside me, never did I also reach any peack either. An awful sex like that would nevr be able to produce a child, so it was obvious, it was never his, but why....why at this age could my stupid body still let me be pregnant, a 40 years old woman, pregnant? I would be ridiculed, be mocked..my life?...my life was really ruined. Tears started to flow down my eyes, and the noisy driver made it even worst by asking "Are you okay ma'am?" "Soemthing fell into my eyes"

She knew that he would definitely be rich but she didn't think he would be this wealthy. She scrolls further, regretting the choice almost immediately. She paused as she noticed something alarming on the screen. Her eyes widen in alarm. “No, no no, this can’t be happening to me.” She muttered to herself. She clinks on a link that shows a series of pictures showing her with Sebastian in a bed. They were both asleep and she was wrapped in his arms, her face facing the camera. They were both naked and the only reason her nudity wasn’t visible was because a blanket covered both their modesty.

" I burst out laughing and fell into Lucas's embrace as he looked at me adoringly. Just then, Evelyn came out of her room upstairs and teased us. "When are you two going to give me a grandchild?" I lowered my head shyly under Lucas's loving gaze as he took my hand and led me to our bedroom. — Two months later, I suddenly realized my usually punctual period hadn't arrived. I took a pregnancy test and sure enough, I was pregnant. Shocked, I sat on the toilet, touching my belly and calling loudly for Lucas. Lucas was about to leave for work when he heard me and rushed in anxiously.

Hospital admissions: **October 2019: Fractured rib. "Accidental fall."** **December 2020: Dislocated shoulder.** **January 2022: Facial contusions. "Accidental injury."** **March 2022: Miscarriage at 8 weeks.** **June 2023: Miscarriage at 12 weeks.** **July 2024: Miscarriage at 10 weeks.** The air left the room. Andre's fingers dug into the table. Knuckles white. He stared at the wall like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

There it was written boldly: "Pregnancy—positive." "Wow!" I exclaimed. I didn't know what else to say; my tongue felt as if it was tied. For goodness’ sake, I'm just 23; I don't think I am ready for a child now. Yes, Richard and I have had plenty of unprotected sex, but it has never crossed my mind that pregnancy may be the result. I had simply just ignored it.

Traci explained. "So, tell us. I think Jarrett would understand." Jocelyn urged. "Me and Jared had decided not to have kids after my past. Let's just say I had a very abusive ex that made me miscarry three times. Moving forward, we were not sure if I would be able to carry a baby full term. Jared didn't want to risk my health or risk putting me through that again. So, we had decided not to have kids. I had been feeling off and I went to the doctor and it turns out I'm six weeks pregnant." Traci explained.

Pausing for a moment again, before adding, "that's not to say you won't get pregnant, there are many women in their late forties and fifties having children these days." Twenty-two percent, twenty-two percent rings in my ears, again and again. "Twenty-two percent chance of getting pregnant.... Wait! You said that's only part of it, what are my chances of making it to full term?" Elias looks from me to the doctor and back again, guess he momentarily forgot about that bit.

I didn't do anything wrong, it's not my fault he's eight years older than i am. I really am pathetic for begging people not to leave me, even when they were the ones who wronged me. Tears of embarrassment escape as I run out of an Apartment building for the second time in less than twelve hours. Even amidst the pain, one thing scared me the most. I could be pregnant right now. We never used protection. And with how rotten my luck is, I'm sure I am pregnant. Fuck. How does a seventeen years old, high schooler handle being pregnant.

"It appears you're pregnant." The words don't make sense at first. Like they're in a language I don't quite understand. "That's... that's not possible." I finally find the words to answer, my voice sounds distant. "You see I had an the accident..." "I have your previous medical records already." She checks her tablet. "A truck collision one year ago. Your doctors believed the trauma would make conception difficult." She looks up. "But not impossible." My hand finds my stomach. Flat. Unchanged. But...

Tears kept streaming down my face as I felt my cheat tightening, where am I to start from, I had never had the thought of becoming a mother at the age of twenty five, I never thought I would get pregnant at an early age. Figures who could have thought the girl who lived by her own rules would get pregnant at an early stage with an unknown Father. Life isn't a bed of roses, Nate had made promises upon promises to me and, at the end, left me for my sister... If only the betrayal incident hadn't take place, if only Nate hadn't broke me and shattered me into pieces then I wouldn't have tried to forget all about it and decide to go get wasted in a club. So touching how mine turned out to be this