Cookie Run Pregnancy Novels & Stories

He could not wait. “Did you know that the risk of miscarriage drops to less than one percent after the first trimester and that there are no studies linking normal sexual activity to the loss of the baby at all?” She stopped and stared at him for a half second and then laughed. “Chris, you are too much. Did you call the doctor again while I was in the shower?” Chagrined at the thought that doing so might have carried more weight with her, he shook his head. “Web research.”

The nurse who stayed there just returned the man's smile. "Handsome, but his behavior is way out of line," she scoffed inwardly. "Hah!" Hayle took a deep breath. Usually, every morning like this, she would enjoy a cup of coffee. But since she started this pregnancy program, she had to settle for drinking special pregnancy milk. She needed its folic acid and other nutrients to ensure her baby's branch developed properly. During the first trimester, it's crucial for the growth of neural tubes. Hayle had to meet all her needs, even though it was still a few days before she knew whether the insemination was successful or not.

After instructing Maria not to let him know I was there when he returned from his meeting, I hid in his office to change into a different outfit, then put my long lady’s jacket on to hide it from his eyes when he returned from his meeting. But he’s taking too long to come back. I’d been waiting almost an hour. My feet hurt from wearing high heels. My tummy felt heavy with our baby, and I was getting sleepy. I’d been feeling drowsy these days due to the stress of my pregnancy and I was always tired. That hadn’t affected my appetite for sex, though. Thankfully, my OB-Gyne and friend Pam supported me, saying it’s still safe to have sex with my husband even on the ninth month. There’s no danger

Smiling, she said, "Let's go eat over there." As they were about to walk away, they heard Warren's voice. "Evie, you can only have one cookie. At the prenatal appointment a few days ago, your blood sugar was near the upper limit. You have to watch yourself, got it?" He walked over and rubbed Evelyn's lower back, looking at her with heartache. "You rushed here bright and early in the morning and have been busy since. You must be exhausted. Go and get some rest." Evelyn nodded obediently. "Then can I have some chips?"

Like it landed somewhere deep in my chest and refused to move. “That’s not possible,” I said immediately. Too fast. Too certain. She nodded, like she’d expected that response. “We haven’t done an ultrasound yet,” she explained calmly. “But your blood work is very clear. Your hormone levels are consistent with early pregnancy. Combined with your fainting, the nausea noted that night, the fatigue, and the stress your body’s been under—it lines up.” I felt dizzy again. Early pregnancy. I shook my head, trying to catch up. “But… you’re sure?”

“I didn’t know… I came back as soon as I saw the photos you sent me. She kept begging me to stay with her, but I came back as fast as I could. You don’t believe me? You can check my traffic violations. I ran six red lights… I’ve really realized my mistakes. I just thought that you were early in your pregnancy and that you had always been fine…” “Fine?” I scoffed. “Do you know why I was there on the day of my prenatal check-up when you were with Sarah? Because you kept going to see your ex-girlfriend during my pregnancy. I became depressed. I couldn’t eat or sleep, and was going for miscarriage prevention injections and medications.” He froze, muttering to himself, “That’s impossible… Sarah t

said Aluna advising her daughter who shook her head slowly, refusing her mother's orders to eat, she had no desire to touch the prepared food because her mind only focused on her husband. Aluna sighed, however as parents they had to follow the doctor's advice for the good of their daughter and the child in her womb. Because in the early months of pregnancy, will be prone to miscarriage if you think too hard so you can be stressed and don't get enough rest. She didn't want anything to happen, so somehow their daughter had to touch the food. "But I'm not in the mood, Mom!" Reya telling honestly, empty eyes made Aluna as a parent sad too.

"What are you going to have, Lucy?” Koven turned to Lucy beside him. “I’m fine with anything. What about you?” Lucy replied. She was not used to hearing Koven speak like this. “Now that you’re pregnant, you should avoid spicy food and stick to something lighter.” Lucy could not believe how much he knew, so she turned to him with a puzzled look. “How do you, a grown man, know about this stuff? Unless you’re...” Listening to her question, Koven immediately looked at her and said, “It’s not what you’re thinking. I’m as straight as a pole, so don’t overthink it.”

Luna and said, "You're pregnant, so don't be so angry, lest it affects the baby in your belly!" Mrs. Luna said coldly, "It's because I'm pregnant that I'm angry about this. As you know, Sister Lauriel, all the ingredients used in our family's kitchen are high-quality ingredients, which are thoroughly tested before being used. Yet this stupid maid used an egg of unknown origin to make cookies for us to eat. Luckily, I haven't touched her plate of cookies yet. If I eat this cake, and the fetus in my belly has any problems, how can I explain it to our mother?"