Is Bluey's Mom Pregnant Novels & Stories

He stood and headed upstairs, but his phone screen lit up just then. Face up, right on the edge of the coffee table. One glance was all it took. Clara. The message was a single line: "My stomach's bothering me. The baby keeps kicking." My nails dug hard into my palms to keep from laughing out loud. So she'd planned the pregnancy, too. No wonder she'd been brazen enough to send me those photos and videos. This wasn't provocation — it was a power play. She probably figured that once she was carrying Adrian's child, his blind devotion would guarantee her the title of Mrs. Blackwood.

"Another grandbaby! Oh, this is wonderful!" "Congratulations!" James said genuinely. "That's amazing." Sarah hugged me. "How are you feeling?" "Like death. But happy death." "That's pregnancy for you." My mom, on the video call, was already planning. "When are you due? I need to arrange time off. Who's your doctor? Are you taking the same vitamins?" "Mom, breathe. I'm only eight weeks along." "Eight weeks! So much to do! So much to prepare!" ---

Renee immediately patted her large stomach and said, "Bubba, I'm carrying your sibling! Don’t you always say I'm the most important woman in the family? Was that all a lie?" Brady looked at me with a troubled expression and finally said, "Eloise, let's give it to Mom this time." I furiously threw the food at him. Then, eager to show off, Renee grabbed it from Brady's hands and began devouring it right in front of me. "Bubba, I knew you'd always take care of me. When your little brother is born, he'll be so strong," she said as she stuffed the wriggling shrimp and crabs into her mouth, filling the air with their fishy smell.

“You’ve been inside for almost thirty minutes! The ring exchange is already done. Your Grandpa was looking for you. The hair on my back stood up when she mentioned that old wicked man. Emily my best friend and Alexander’s younger sister. She was the one person I could usually tell anything to… but not this. Never this. I couldn’t drag her into this mess. “I-I’m fine!” I called back, my voice shaking. I quickly wrapped the pregnancy test in several layers of toilet paper and shoved it deep into the dustbin, pushing it far under the sink where no one would find it.

Ice filled my veins. "She wouldn't dare," Aunt Martha muttered. "We weren't watching. What if? You don't know that girl, Mom. She has a dark mind." Aunt Martha's voice dropped. "Your dad is coming back tomorrow. He called this afternoon. If he gets back early, we can probably get rid of the pregnancy tomorrow. "Really!" Tonia's voice bubbled with excitement. "You didn't tell me! You know how eagerly I've been waiting for him." "And I just told you."

After receiving permission, David projected a surveillance video onto the large screen. The footage showed Lilian and a young woman inside an elevator on the morning when the abandoned infant was discovered at the company. In the frame, Lilian looked at the woman and said worriedly, “Trinity, why didn’t you give me a heads-up before coming to the office today?” The woman, who was visibly pregnant, said arrogantly, “Do I really need to check in with a janitor just to visit my own mother’s company?”

Renee scoffed, pulled out an ultrasound report, and handed it to me. Confused, I took the document. It said early pregnancy, about 10 weeks along. I was speechless. What were these college students thinking? Did they really think they could treat their lecturer like a chauffeur just because they were pregnant? Why was she acting so entitled? "Renee Blue, your pregnancy has nothing to do with me. Why should I take you home?" Her bestie, Fiona, immediately chimed in, "How can you say that, Ms. Jonah? Renee has difficulty moving around because she's pregnant. If it weren't for your car being nice, comfortable, and safe, we wouldn't even want to ask you!"

Blake smiles as he hugs me, which is hard with my five month pregnant belly between us, "now you'll get two boys as bad as me." "You are not allowed to watch them," I joke and look over at my mom and Dad who is coming toward us. "Congratulations sweetheart," Mom smiles as she hugs me and drags Blake into it as well. "I'm happy for you Bumble Bee," Dad smiles and kisses my cheek. "I need to call my mom!" Mom exclaims and pulls out her phone and starts walking inside. "We'll see you in a bit," Dad says as he follows her. "Sorry Bianca but I'm here to take my boyfriend back," a voice says next to me as he wraps his arm around Blake's waist. I smile at my brother.