Alone And Pregnant Novels & Stories

A home filled with love and happiness. She pictured their home, filled with laughter and happiness. And, she could barely believe it. It was only a few days ago that she was told that she might have to give up on the idea of having a child. That it was highly unlikely that she ever would be able to have any more. Yet right now, here she was, standing before her husband, pregnant with their first child. With their very own child.

I felt embarrassed and sick to my stomach. "Do you know him?" The doctor asked me. " Alphonso is my nephew." He added, turning to face Alphonso. "Just drop the files and leave Alphonso," The doctor ordered. I just stood and watched him leave. "As I was saying, I am not imposing. It is not obligatory for you to have sex with your partner. I am only trying to say it is adviceable." "I tell every pregnant women this," "I don't need sex," I said, exiting the doctor's office without waiting for his next statement. I badly wanted to catch up with Alphonso.

After hour of waiting The doctor called me Congratulations madam,you are one month gone He said and I became confused I don't understand I said I mean you are one month pregnant He repeated and his words keep on ringing in my ears Am having a tiny being inside me Am pregnant with my baby And I don't know the father I said in my mind crying If you don't want the baby we can easily abort it The doctor said You must be mad doc,you want me to abort my child,my little baby God forbid I said and ran out of the hospital to cry my eyes out I arrived at home and saw my aunt back She walked to me and look at me strangling What are you hiding She asked Nothing aunt I said trying to hide the pregnancy p

My body remembered the weight of him in my arms, so small, so light, so silent, and every cell in me understood what she was about to say one heartbeat before she said it. "I'm pregnant," she said.

It remained the same, glaring back at me. My legs gave out on me. I slid to the floor, a band of lead wrapped around my chest as I struggled to breathe. I was pregnant.

The bond between a mother and her child is beyond mere explanation. Here I was, lying alone on my bed and thinking I had no one to hold onto and the moon goddess reminded me that indeed I wasn't alone and I should embrace my pregnancy as hard as I could. A few minutes ago, I could have sworn I wouldn't be able to raise a single limb after I toasted myself on the bed but now, I felt this unexpected energy surging between my veins. I walked myself into the spacious kitchen, got a glass of water, and downed it in one go.

I studied them and learned their routines. Eventually, I found my target. A woman who always came alone for her checkups, with no husband accompanying her. No family fussing over her. Just her and her unborn baby, week after week. She’s the one, I remember thinking. She’s perfect. I observed her closely, gathering as much information as possible. I discovered that her husband was frequently away on business trips, leaving her feeling lonely despite her wealth, designer clothes, and the chauffeur who waited outside. And most importantly, she was seven months pregnant. The same as me.

“Then we better get the hell out of here. It is us against the world now.” And just like that. A new fear has been triggered as the prospect of being pregnant and alone starts to sink in.

"Hiks but he's already back with his ex-wife. I don't want to be widowed." "Already, don't think about what makes you stressed later. You have to remember, right now there is a fetus in your stomach. You can't be too stressed for fear of what will happen to your child. Anyway, you should never feel alone because I will always be there for you." ,,,,,,,,,,,

"I'm staying out of it. I'm glad you find it highly amusing that he's in there having a panic attack over you giving birth and him being alone while you do." "Why is he panicking he will be alone?" That's not going to happen. I hear Ivy laugh and turn to look at her. "Sorry, I pointed out that like 1 1/2 women in every 10 have an unexpected home birth, and the partners have to deliver the baby; it was a joke, but his face was epic." Alaric stares at her, and she continues laughing. "What is wrong with you women this week? It's like you spoke and planned to torment us or something." Alaric looks at me.