Novel & Cerita Ocean Waves Hitting Pregnant Belly

Word had it Craig was out shopping with Izzy, not sparing a second thought for me. My heart was numb with pain. Every inch of my body felt like it had been flayed open. The giant shark had been flung ashore by a tornado, and that was when I was shoved inside. Due to the storm, sand and wind were everywhere. If it continued like that, the shark’s body would dry up and disintegrate in no time. However, I was still pregnant. I couldn’t let anything happen to my baby! Desperate, I pounded on the shark’s belly and shouted to a fisherman on the beach.

She was moving quickly, and the sudden pull made her twist her waist. "Ouch!" Nina instinctively frowned, placing a hand on her stomach as she felt a sharp tug. Seeing her reaction, Nash loosened his grip, his eyes immediately shifting to her abdomen. "Does your stomach hurt?" Nina took a moment to recover from the pain. As a pregnant woman, she needed to be extra cautious. There should be no pulling or tugging. At that moment, a large hand gently rested on her stomach. Nina looked down to see Nash's hand, warm and soothing, rubbing her belly.

Blaire woke up with a strange feeling. She’d barely opened her eyes when a wave of lightheadedness hit her, making her grip the edge of the bed for support. These pregnancy hormones, she thought with a small groan, trying to gather her strength. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten much last night.

Whatever it was, they didn't want to look back. "Are you tired? Does it hurt?" asked Jacob who saw his wife with one hand supporting her stomach. Ice shook her head slowly. "No, I'm just afraid of something happening to her that I want to prop her up like this. I'm fine." Even though Ice said she was fine. The uphill contour of the road as well as her difficulty in breathing due to pregnancy made her quite breathless. Jacob would understand that, every pregnant woman, her internal organs worked twice as hard as usual.

Lowering herself onto a cushioned bench, she let out a sigh, pressing a cool bottle of water against her forehead. She let out a weary breath and lay back against the bench, hand on her slightly rounded belly. The queasiness was back—sharp and inconvenient like an uninvited guest overstaying its welcome. “Oh God,” she whispered, eyes closed as her hand rested protectively over her midsection. “Why does pregnancy come with so many nerve-wrecking symptoms?”

I clutched my stomach, cold sweat pouring down my face. It was then that I realized with terror that I couldn’t feel the baby anymore! I didn’t care about my dignity anymore; I pounded on the door desperately. But there was no sound outside the room. I was drenched in cold sweat, and when I looked down, I saw blood. My vision blurred, and I couldn’t tell if it was sweat or tears. Trembling, I dialed his number. He didn’t answer at first, and by the time I almost gave up, he finally picked up.

, Sarah asked walking up on the two from behind. “Not true sweetheart !”, Dr Sam answered, “ But as of now you will not swim in the ocean till your delivery. Madam Busaba has rightly pointed that oceans have unhealthy bacteria and floating trash, as nobody cleans them. Besides, there are currents and rough waves which might be stressful or dangerous for you before delivery. “No”, Sarah groaned. The girl loved adventures and would have merrily gone along with the boys for their scuba diving, water skiing, Kayaking or diving activities had she not been pregnant.