Pregnancy Blue Lips Novels & Stories

Now was my chance. "Hey." I said. She looked at me through the mirror, showing only a soft smile. She looked surprised every time I talked to her. There was this glow about her. Her skin seemed softer, her smile, whether it was real or not, seemed brighter. They say you get this glow when you’re pregnant, looking at her now, I would believe it. "You look great." She wore a light blue dress, which gave plenty of room for her midsection. Her smile got bigger and I knew that it was genuine.

I could have looked away, pretended I hadn’t been staring at him like a starving woman in front of a feast. But I didn’t. Instead, I grinned and nodded, completely unashamed. "Very much." His smirk faltered for just a second before he chuckled, shaking his head. "Shameless." "You asked," I shot back playfully, shifting to sit up against the headboard. "And anyway, it's not my fault. It’s science." Blaze raised an eyebrow. "Science?" I nodded, adopting a mock-serious tone. "Pregnancy increases blood flow and hormone production. Estrogen and progesterone levels rise, which can lead to heightened sensitivity, increased libido, and—"

Lucas suggested. As they walked into the hospital, people did not miss her baby blue bedroom slippers. Lily was constantly explaining to each passerby who stared at her feet. "It's a pregnancy thing. My feet want to feel cotton-made slippers." "My husband doesn't want me to wear heels or shoes, so these are my best bet." "Haven't you heard? This is the new fashion for pregnant women." When they arrived at the Obstetrics and Gynaecology Ultrasound Department, Lucas laughed his heart out. He said to his wife, "Sweetheart, if you are going to tell a lie, you should at least be consistent."

Amara's POV After putting on a pair of blue Jean and halter neck top, I packed my hair into a bun and applied a lip gloss. I stared at myself observing the changes that could have occurred in my body since I've been having symptoms of pregnancy. "Do I really look fat and sick at the same time?" I asked no one in particular.

They grow so plump and delicious when she's pregnant. I leaned down, kissing those delectably pink lips of hers. I rubbed my tongue against her bottom lip, seeking entrance into that beautiful mouth of hers. She was more than willing to let me in. Her hands tangled in my hair, gripping it tightly. The slight pull of her hands in my hair was already getting me hard.

Her face looked gaunt and there were dark bags under her eyes which wasn't much of a surprise considering the nightly nightmares that always kept her awake. But then her normally tanned skin now looked pale, and her breasts looked bigger and felt fuller and much tender. And she hadn't had her period in a month. Gypsy could vividly recall having all those symptoms when she was pregnant with Zeke. Her lips quivered as she stared at herself in the mirror? Was that it? Was she really pregnant? Pregnant with Enzo's child? “You think you're pregnant?” Rita asked, looking like a mixture of alarm and happiness when Gypsy expressed her suspicions.

The last couple of weeks she has been a bit tired, but the doctor told us there is no need to worry, apparently the little jelly bean is growing a lot right now and it kinda drains her off energy. “Hi boy ... are you watching our girls huh ?” I sit down on the floor beside the couch, scratching Blue behind the ear when he opens one eye to look at me. His head is snuggled up against her growing stomach. It seems like he knows something is going on. I notice how one of her hands is resting on the bump ... the other one is resting on Blue’s back. And it makes my heart swell. I still can’t believe how much my life has changed these last 6 months.

Good Lord, what's happening to me? Blair rubs my arm, then pulls me in for a hug. "Hey, hey. I got you. I get that, too. I don't know this guy well, but I gotta agree: he's giving you everything your family wouldn't. What your ex-husband wouldn't. Including—maybe even especially—a healthy daily dose of Vitamin D." I gasp. "Blair! It's not every day!" "Damn near." "And how would you know?" She grins at me and whips the first silk scarf at my baby bump. "Not all of your glow is coming from this pregnancy. I see it, and I'm happy for you. Hermes and Mack see it, too, but I think they're just jealous."

“I love you.” Fifteen minutes later, I was ready or as ready as I could be in fifteen minutes. I hadn't touched a thing of cosmetic, firstly because I didn’t have time and secondly there was already a pinkish flush and a glow that marked my skin which led me to believe that the saying that pregnancy has its own glow is totally true.

She was kneading my back and pouted, "why didn't you tell me? Didn't you tell Austin about this?" "Mom, I want to tell him but I will tell him in my way, " I blushed in her hug and pleaded, "How do you know about this? Just by my puke, you got it?" "Myra, you are glowing and your face turns reddened like a tomato. When a woman is pregnant, her facial glow has been changed. I noticed it, I wanted to ask about it but I didn't get time, but I'm happy for you," Mom said happily and I was amused.