Escape While Pregnant Novels & Stories

" I'm still shocked, but I have to be careful now. '' What do I have to do to keep my son safe? I ask, a little nervously. '' First of all, don't stress yourself out, it could lead to you having a miscarriage. “My blood runs cold. '' Second, you have to make less efforts when you reach five months, no way to go up and down stairs frequently and avoid getting anxious and nervous. All this can harm the baby. Look, if it's more than one baby, you'll need to be even more careful, if you don't, you could end up dying at the time of delivery.

“Do you think Lukas could help fast-track the paperwork? He still has connections here.” I hesitated, stepping out of the elevator and walking toward the exit. My fingers tightened around the phone. “I… I don't think it will work. We had a little argument yesterday and...and... besides, I was too busy planning everything for Olga, and I knew if I brought it up I would’ve pissed him off even more. He would’ve tried to make sure I don’t leave at all.” Mateo went quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he let out a low hum. “Your pregnancy can actually help. The law says pregnant women shouldn’t be near certain fluids or sharp objects in certain environments. We can use that angle.”

Jordan furrowed his brows and asked, "Can a pregnant woman hop like that?" Calista replied, "I forgot I'm pregnant now." She touched her stomach and said, "It's fine. This baby is tough. It won't fall out no matter how I hop." Jordan, feeling exasperated, even cursed himself. "Isn't it this Lucian’s only child? And you’re ... " If he continued, he might end up scolding her. Not only would it cross a line, but Calista would likely get angry. He had read that pregnant women should remain calm during pregnancy, as it could affect the baby's development, making the child susceptible to illness and even result in a miscarriage.

Easy, right? Even if Krystal decides to fire me, by then, maybe the fetus in my womb would have naturally disappeared. Starting today, I'm determined to make it vanish as soon as possible. No need for pills or anything. Since my return, I've read many articles about the dangers of aborting at such an early stage. Especially with the use of drugs. It could have serious consequences for me as the pregnant woman. No. No. I'm already making myself tired enough. The effects of exhaustion can be a frightening specter for most early-stage pregnant women. Including me. While others are careful to avoid exhaustion, what am I looking for in the ends of the earth? What does exhaustion even look like?

My mom laughed, I could remember that day vividly making me laugh a little, "she should not sleep in her room alone for a month." "Noted. No horror movies." He muttered under his breath. "Gabrielle, when is your husband coming home?" My grand father asked. "I do not know. I am not really sure about the date, but it is probably next month." She looked up from her phone. "Oh God." We all heard the panic in Grace's voice even if it was not that noticeable. "What is wrong baby?" Alexander immediately stood up and then knelt beside her. "I think my water just broke." She looked at everyone in the room. The babies are coming!!

Without looking back again I quickly went towards the entrance of the woods which was starting to get dark. If I could get deep into the woods before they got a hint that I had escaped I knew I would have a very big chance of not being found so I had to go as far as possible. But as you would expect my pregnancy was a major drawback in my escape because it wasn't long before I began hearing the distant shouts of men. The moment I heard that shout I knew that they had discovered I had escaped. I was so scared that I increased my pace, not minding my condition but I was careful enough to look out for stray branches to avoid falling and complicating my condition.

"Xavien, that is not what I was referring to." "Go on vacations, or "babymoons," before their babies are born. If you have the means, time, and energy for this type of vacation, then go for it! It will probably be the last time you'll be able to have a child-free getaway for a while. Be sure to plan it during a time in your pregnancy when it is safe to travel." "Tina, how many more friendly notes of advice do you have on that list? I feel I need a staycation now."

“Help me. Please…” She’s shaking so badly her hands tremble. “I can’t,” she whispers. “He’ll…he’ll kill me too.” “I’m…” I try to swallow words. “I’m pregnant. Please, you don’t have to help me escape. Just show me an exit. A door. Anything.”

"I can't! I was finally trying to live my new life, and now this happens. She was on house arrest because she was pregnant, right? Where's the baby? Did she have some kind of miracle pregnancy that never ended? How did she escape supervision?" "It's complicated. She disappeared months ago. She used a miscarriage as an excuse to go to the hospital, then escaped from there. The pregnancy ended at that time. She has some criminal connections overseas, and it looks like those people came looking for her." "Then how did you find me? And how did you report the case?"

I text back: "Don't open it. I mean it." She sends a thumbs up. I look at Dominic as he keeps massaging my lower back gently. Just rubbing off some knots. "Call Dr. Vega," I say. Dr. Vega clears it on Thursday. Thirty-two weeks is within the window where short-haul flights are generally manageable for an uncomplicated pregnancy. She gives me a list of what to watch for, reminds me to stay hydrated, tells me not to carry anything heavy, and looks at me with the expression of someone who has concluded that telling me not to go would be less effective than making sure I go safely.