Bringing Up Bebe Novels & Stories

“Becca , what am I supposed to do?... continue being his mistress?” “No , of course not , but you need time to think ... I have an idea , let’s leave this place for a while to clear your head , we can go to my hometown , we can see Mama Agnes and Papa Jones.” She said excitedly. I smiled , “I miss them, it’s been long I saw them.” Mama Agnes and Papa Jones are Ma’am Serena Parents , Becca grandparents. “What are you girls talking about?” Zia Serena entered the room smiling.

After all this time, the 25 years old woman has struggled on her own to care for the fetus she is carrying until now it has become an adorable one year old baby. "Finally Caluum's father got back to me," said Miss Welman. Her smile is so sweet. A smile so bright that I had never seen before on the face of the French blooded woman. Shortly thereafter Becca came in, breathless as if she had just been chased by a ghost. Sweat poured down Becca's temples. "What's the matter with you, Becca?" I asked in panic. "Yes, what's wrong with you, Becca? Why do you look like someone who just met a ghost?" asked Veronie.

I smiled at Madeline and Becca's enthusiasm, sharing it myself. Becca said, "The honeymoon destination was so perfect. I missed the kids, though, and am glad to be back to see them." Her belly would soon start to show. There was a tiny, almost imperceptible bump where it had been flat before. She rubbed it, letting out a breath. "I can't wait to set up the kids' room." I said, "I missed them deeply too. Thank you for watching them. They seem happy as ever, and I'm also very happy they enjoy the little toys we got." I beamed, watching Alessandro wave one of the little turtle toys we brought back.

“You are welcome to pay her a visit. You can't come with me." Annie finished the words quickly and departed. Phoebe watched her walk away till she was no longer visible to her. Her eyes had a hint of coldness to them. Phoebe was lost in thought when she noticed Rebecca sitting on the bed in the ward. However, she was unaware of her own thoughts. After setting down the flowers, she approached Rebecca and said, "What are you thinking? Where is the infant now?" Finally coming to her senses, Rebecca said, "My mom takes the baby to have a check-up. Phoebe, are you free today?" she then inquired.

"Babe, I'm not trying to rush you into having a child. It's just… watching you endure all those fertility treatments made me worried. If you're pregnant, maybe it could bring you some relief." Before I could answer, a message notification shattered the moment. Beck glanced at his phone and swallowed hard. He said, "Babe, there's an emergency at work. You should get some rest. Don't wait up for me." With that, he quickly slipped on a shirt. After throwing on a pink tie, he hurried out the door. Something didn't feel right. Without a second thought, I jumped into a taxi and followed him at a distance. About two miles later, he stopped at a gated community.

They will both be useful to me, please keep in mind that I am a doctor. "I'm not saying you're incapable, I'm saying why as time goes by your belly will grow bigger, and it will be more tiring…" "I said don't worry, your son will be fine," she assures him, knowing that his concern is merely for her offspring. Not for her. At that, a commotion is heard at the entrance. "They're here," Bea announces, approaching them. Arya tries to stand up, and Bea realizes that it is difficult for her to get up from the position she is in.

I've just been worried something bad would happen. I'm hoping tonight we can just be us. No stress and no hospitals. Just an evening in with these two precious girls that somehow stole my heart in a matter of days. And I'm not planning on asking for it back. Lucy went back and forth between the two of us, trying to sing along with the movie. But soon she was getting fussy and Becca pulled out a little bag that looked like apples and carrots. She twisted off the top and held it up to her mouth and she sucked it. It was pretty clever.

Thinking about only one thing, the day I’ll meet my son. “Can you believe it’s Becca? A child ran inside me.” She smiled widely. “Oh, I believe it, I have one myself, remember?” She joked and we both burst out laughing. “What beautiful scenery, my dear child, this is absolutely what you need in your condition. I hate that Michael stresses you out. I think I’ll need to beat some sense into him.” Becca said playfully as we strolled around the mall, buying clothes of various sizes for the baby.

One that Adrian threw away just for a sliver of pleasure. “Anyway, that’s what I need your help for. Now, I need to keep going. The obgyn is waiting for me.” “Of course. Whatever it is, I pray for the best for you,” Mary said, waving her hands as Sophie disappeared between the corridors. The next moments went by in a flash. She sat at the gynecologist clinic, took some samples. The result came out quickly, just a confirmation on the home kit’s result. “Congratulations, Mrs. Beckett, you are pregnant. Five weeks along.”

Since Nate ruined her plan A, she has to go with plan B. "You should start your antenatal very soon. You should let anything at all happen to the baby" Quinn smiled. Betsy's lips curved into a smile as she nodded. She didn't know why Quinn was suddenly nice to her. "I have a friend who is a doctor. We could go there on Wednesday" she said. "Sure, it's cool by me" Betsy replied. "Fool. You have no idea what's coming for you" Quinn smirked and stole glances from her.