Growing Pains Novels & Stories

It felt expectant. Like it was waiting. Just like the rest of them. And somewhere across the city, three tiny babies were growing stronger. One day at a time. One gram at a time. One victory at a time. And for now— that was enough. ❤️📖💕👶🌸👶💙

"Shaznay, you scared us." "I scared myself." "The doctor said it was muscle pain. From the baby growing." "I know what he said." I pressed my palm flat against my stomach. "But in that moment, Mom, when the pain started... all I could think was that Valda won. That she did not need to send anyone after me because the stress was enough. That my body was giving up because I had pushed too hard." "Your body did not give up. Your body is doing exactly what it is supposed to do." Grace squeezed my hand. "Growing a child is work, Shaznay. Hard work. Your muscles are stretching. Your organs are shifting. It hurts because it is real."

All his usual humor, constant commentary, and flippant remarks were nowhere in sight as he sat on the other side of the room, giving me the space I needed, even as his hawk-like eyes tracked my every move. I ignored him entirely, battling the weight of my memories. But I was losing that war, too. Growing up, I had a condition called sluggish growth. It was rare among our kind, but it happened. One in a crowd, they said. It meant I developed slowly in everything: brain, body, age, muscle, and mind. Shifting was the only hope to ever overcome sluggish growth. But that was where the problem lies, because people like me lived for centuries without ever making their first shift.

Growing Pains Nadia's POV Teaching Elena to control her powers while raising infant twins was exhausting. I felt stretched thin and never had enough time for any of my children and I never got enough sleep, I never had enough of myself to go around. One fateful day, everything fell apart. Elena had a power surge during training and accidentally destroyed a training dummy. The force of it knocked her backward and she scraped her knee on the ground. She cried from the pain, while white light still flickered around her trembling hands. Aiden and Lyra were both teething and crying nonstop. Nothing I did soothed them. Not rocking or singing or nursing or walking. T

"Two girls healthy kicking hard 159 161. Size 24 belly 53 inches kicking measure. One inch a day is twin growth, normal for you but big for anyone." 22 weeks. I was carrying a full month ahead. My swollen feet, my short breath, my back that aches when I stand too long — all had a number now. I cried loud Bronx laugh cry size 24 53 inches two kicks again. Not sad tears. The kind that come when you realize your body is not failing you, it's outgrowing you. Luciano knelt twenty-eighth kneel. Today twenty-eighth kneel two kicks 159 161.

“I know I still don’t know everything, but surely shifting isn’t what's making him grow?” “It could be. Our bones snap and move and heal as we shift.” I mutter as Linc protectively wraps an arm around Daphne and pulls her away from Lilah. “We don’t shift until we are eighteen. Our bones have pretty much already grown. It seems the only logical explanation.” “Logical?” Lilah mutters. “There’s nothing logical about it. He looks like a teenager. At this rate, he will be an adult by tomorrow.” “What do you want me to do, Lilah? It’s not like I can stop him from growing. It’s not like he is ageing and still has the mind of a pup. He knows things, he understands things.”

**Olivia POV The next several weeks seemed to drag on for me. Same thing every day. I was so bored all the time. Since the weeks were piling up, my body started to show more and more. I know it's a blessing to have kids. Especially when some women can't have them. My chest grew more and felt harder and filled up. My face looked a little puffy too. Even my thighs started to puff up. With the baby growing, it started to feel heavier on my small frame. So, now my back started to hurt more often. I hated the aches and pains.

“I.. uh, I did say your boy’s a strong one, and that he’s going to grow very fast though we don’t know what rate to tag his pace of growth yet. This confirms it for us. I thought he would grow rapidly, but gradually, day by day at least, but no, he’s decided he wants to catch you by surprise every now and then. In essence what I’m trying to say is your baby will grow in spurts, growth spurts, almost all at once, overnight. It’s no cause for panic. The benefit is that you won’t go through the gradual phases of everyday pregnancy. You won’t feel all the side effects, just a few here and there, but the disadvantage is a little bit like what’s happening now.

It growled menacingly as if threatening me to fall into its trap. "Don't lose yourself!" I read Noah's mouth movement and tried to nod at him. A searing pain suddenly shot through my body, causing me to scream in anguish. My nails grew longer in a second, and I felt a strange pressure beneath my gums - like the sharp points of new teeth trying to break free. The agony grew unbearable. I looked for Noah; my eyes nervously met him. He smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." I wanted you to believe me; I really do. But this growing pain inside my body said otherwise.

"Jealous is only for grown-ups, so you don't need to understand it now. Please understand, darling." "Mommy, when will I grow up so I can know what jealous means?" "Nora has to eat a lot, exercise, study well, and be a good child. Then you'll grow up to be an adult who can face the world." Nora jumped off the sofa and exclaimed excitedly, "Yeay! I promise to eat a lot, exercise, study well, and be a good child! I want to grow up like Mommy and Daddy!" "Such a clever girl. You'll definitely become a cooler adult than Daddy! Don't rush, darling, because Daddy isn't ready to let you go out there. Take it slow, one step at a time."