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jasper looked up and his face turned slightly red and he appeared to have gotten flustered over seeing me with just underwear and a thin sports bra. “right, okay…” he swallows tickly, “how are you feeling?” “i’m always tired.” “oh that’s no fun, sorry to hear that-” “and i constantly feel tightening in my lower stomach to the point i feel stuffed and about to burst at the seams.” “that’s normal with pregnancy, you uterus is stretching as your baby-” “babies” hiroshi corrects him. “twins.” jasper nods, “i see hiroshi here has been doing your health makeup sessions...he doesn’t know what he’s doing.” jasper chuckles as he continues to type.

Archie accompanied Leona as she walked slowly around the garden, and when he noticed Leona's movements seemed a little more stiff, he couldn't help but say, "Sit down and rest for a while if you're tired of walking." Leona shook her head and said, "I don't feel tired, but I just feel like my stomach is bulging these days. It feels like my belly is getting bigger every day." Archie's eyes quickly fell on Leona's stomach.

I've been finding the tiniest excuse to cry over my misfortunes lately and once I start, there's no stopping. Wiping my face free of tears, I feel something shift in my stomach, it's subtle but I feel it, this isn't the first time I've felt it. I wonder if the feel of a stomach bug is similar to that of a... My thoughts halt, panic setting in as I shoot off my dresser, my feet running to the bigger mirror by my wardrobe. My hands grip the hem of my shirt, pulling it up instantly to reveal my exposed chest. Studying myself, note two important things, one, my tits are not only firmer but bigger, not to mention sensitive when I run a hand over my left one, and two, I'm bloated.

But then once the pain started, I knew Ronnie and Erick were right to be concerned. I wasn’t supposed to start hurting like this for another few weeks, which meant the baby was growing rapidly. I noticed I started to get a little plumper around my stomach area and my sides were swelling up. Now there’s a light purple bruise around my ribcage and it’s tender to the touch. Another painful sting coursed through my body and this time it nearly took me out; I groaned out in agony and rolled over to my side to try to ease the tension. It almost felt like an electronic shock that went down the side of my body.

Pamitnya yang membuatku melongo, apa sih maksudnya, dasar orang aneh. . . . Hari berganti hari, bulan pun berganti. Tak terasa 2 bulan sudah aku menjalani hari-hari yang baru di Surabaya dengan perut yang sudah mulai membuncit. Ukuran perutku tak sebesar wanita pada umumnya. Mungkin karena badanku yang mungil. Orang pasti mengira aku baru hamil muda padahal usia kehamilanku sudah hampir 5 bulan.

"Well, I'm here, so not very good." "Ms.Kent, your test results came back negative for any abnormalities or pregnancy. What are your symptoms?" "I have bloating, upset stomach, loss of appetite, I've been sleeping more." "If your test wasnt negative I would think that you are pregnant." The doctor said turning towards me. "So what could it be?" I ask not sure were the doctor was taking this. "Well Ms.Kent, were going to draw some blood, do an exam and go from there." "Sounds good." I said laying back on the exam table. "Alright Ms.Kent let me know if any of this pushing on your stomach hurts." The doctor said pushing lower and lower on my stomach. "None of this hurts?" He asks pushing closer

**Chapter 9: Steady Hands** "The back pain is getting worse today." Chloe winced as she shifted on the wide sofa, one hand pressing against her lower back. At six months pregnant with triplets, her body felt the strain more with each passing week. Her belly was prominently rounded, her breasts fuller and heavier, and her hips had widened noticeably. Even simple movements required more effort.

The surface of my stomach hardened until it felt like pressing against a wall. It tightened further. The squeeze deepened and a hot, sharp pain lanced upward from my pelvis to a point just below my ribs. My back arched away from the headboard and my fingers dug into my belly, pressing hard, trying to find some way to push back against it. I couldn’t breathe properly. My mouth opened but my lungs wouldn’t expand. I sat there with my mouth open and my chest locked, unable to pull in air, until a short ragged gasp finally broke through and I sucked in half a breath.

“Not dangerous right now, but higher than I would like.” “I can feel it,” I said. “Mostly at night.” “Stress does that,” he said. He checked my pulse and temperature, then moved closer. His hands pressed gently along my abdomen, measuring, adjusting, mapping what he felt beneath my skin. The baby reacted sharply. The pressure sat high under my ribs. I had felt it for days. The constant fullness. The way my bladder never felt empty. The tapping that felt like hiccups too high to be hiccups.

Levi shouted, pulling up my hospital gown to reveal my flat—or, well, somewhat soft—stomach. But now that I looked at it closely, it wasn't exactly flat anymore. The slight weight gain I had dismissed as normal... wasn't. My lower abdomen was firm, not the soft chubbiness I had assumed. Oh my God... am I that much of an idiot?! How could I not notice a baby growing inside me for nine months?!