Babying Stories Novels & Stories

Viren's face lit with happiness, he was feeling from inside. Deepti places her hand on his head and caresses," I can understand how you are feeling. If Priya would have been awake you would have felt many more things. I'm happy that at least you could feel them. From now on make a point to talk to them every day. Tell them some good stories so that they can feel your love and make bonding with you. God bless you. " He bought a few storybooks for the baby. At night he recited a story to the kids. The next morning he woke up and after showering he went near Priya and kissed her forehead.

Amelia sighed frustratedly. She reached for his wristwatch on the table and looked at it for a while. She still remembered how he accused her of stealing his wristwatch. “Okay, you are right. This is my wristwatch and there is no other way of explaining how you managed to obtain it, except stealing it from me. I might have had sex with you, but the child you are carrying isn't mine!” this was what he said. Amelia chuckled as his statement replayed in her head over and all over again. She was really trying so hard not to curse him, as science proved that unborn babies could actually hear everything.

Compared to Matthew who was always with the child, she felt guilty towards her baby. But her child was very well-behaved, complaining only a couple of times before changing the subject: "Mom, let me tell you about the everyday stories dad tells me! He tells me stories every day, even jokes, they're hilarious! Oh right, dad knows wood carving! He knows I miss you, so he carved many small wooden statues that look like you, let me show you!"

Jace, too young to understand anything about vitality soup but very much a little foodie, protested at once. “Mom, why can’t I have any? I want soup too!” “Hey! Stop it. You’ll have your milk later,” Sherry tried to calm him. The little one blinked, then suddenly lit up like he’d cracked the code. "Oh! I get it! That soup makes babies, right? Like in that story where they drank some magic potion and suddenly their bellies got huge, and they had babies!" Honestly, the kid knew way too much and with that innocent voice, he said whatever came to mind.

I feel his large hands lock firmly onto my hips, pulling me into a deep, slow, and fiercely passionate kiss. Sebastian ”And they lived happily ever after… We love you so much and daddies can’t wait to meet you, our sweet baby” Ashton softly finishes the audio message. We have been reading bedtime stories for our baby and the surrogate plays the audios for the bump. We want the baby getting used to our voices. ”That was amazing babe, you are so much better at reading the stories than I am. You make the story sound alive while mine sounds like a monologue about the door knobs” I mumble in Ashton’s ear while pulling him closer to me.

She wrapped her chubby arms around my neck and pressed her wet, open-mouth kiss against my cheek. I closed my eyes and breathed her in. That sweet baby smell mixed with sleep and the faint scent of baby lotion. She smelled like everything good in the world. "Did you sleep well, baby girl?" I asked, carrying her to the rocking chair by the window. She babbled something that sounded like a whole story, complete with hand gestures and serious expressions. I nodded along, pretending to understand every word. Outside, the rain continued its soft song. The world felt small and safe, contained within these four walls.

“I am busy… observing the chaos. Someone has to make sure this baby doesn’t grow up thinking the world is normal.” Alexandra sighed, but she laughed softly, shaking her head. “You’re lucky he’s cute. Otherwise, you’d be banned from this room for life.” I reached over and poked the baby’s tiny nose. “Excuse me, little man, but your big brother Jayden has a lot to teach you about surviving family drama and bad romance. You ready for the lessons?” The baby gurgled like he understood, and Alexandra shook her head, muttering under her breath, “He’s already doomed.”

Her eyes went wide. “Is… is that the baby kicking?” I nodded. “Oh Abby!” Her hand got kicked again and she leaned in until her head was right above my belly. “Hello little ones! Auntie Cat is here! I’m going to take such good care of you, and show you so many cool things. I’m going to teach you how to swim, and climb trees, and all the places to hide from your mama and papa.” She smiled up at me. “Because we are bringing your papa home and he is going to spoil you both rotten, I just know it.”

I teased, and without saying anything, he angrily stormed out and slammed the door. My fist tightened as I couldn't contain my anger. "I just need to hold on until they accept me into that family and fully trust me," I muttered to myself as I tried to calm down. “ Hmm, my babies are now awake,” I moved closer to them and placed kisses on them as they both laughed and begged me to stop. “Ok, you need to get up from the bed. We’re going somewhere.” I pulled them up and then took them to the bathroom to have them take their bath before heading out for breakfast.

"Whenever you lose your temper, we comfort you. Whenever you cried, we gave in. Whenever you made a scene, we went along with it. We thought that was love." He paused and swallowed. "It wasn't. We were hurting you." Brandy's lips trembled. She pulled her hands free and stepped back. "What are you saying... Are you crazy... Dee Dee is your mother..." "I know you're my mother," Raymond said as he stood up as his voice steadied. "But Mom, a normal four-year-old shouldn't spend every day wondering how to keep his mother happy. A normal mother wouldn't make her son manage her emotions from the age of four, either."