Pregnancy Story Novels & Stories

“Four months,“ I said as I affectionately rubbed my stomach. “Congratulations, Mrs Aiden,“ the woman's congratulations clashed with another. We both turned back to see a couple of women walk toward us. “Thank you, thank you so much,“ I forced a smile as I struggled to remain calm and not make an excuse to leave. I regretted not leaving when a few minutes later, the group of three women wishing me congratulations and a safe delivery in advance, became about half a dozen of women telling stories of pregnancy perks with their husbands and the pain that accompanied each trimester.

It's really a miracle for a family because of how cute she is! The woman began to tell stories about her pregnancy before she gave birth. I found out that he was 45 years old, he was a High school teacher then. I was surprised, because it wasn't obvious that he was that old. She said she was stressful when she was pregnant because of work so she quit first to take care of herself. "By the way, hija. Why are you alone now?" he asked about me today. "Don't you have anyone else with you?"

I asked as I turned on the faucet. "Well I'm two weeks pregnant, I've finished my master's so Harry and I will get married again next month. This time in the church," she said proudly. My eyes drifted on her belly that didn't have a baby bump yet because it was still early. A part of my heart swells hearing the things she achieved in four years. "Congratulations!" I beamed sincerely. I don't know but since I gave birth with Ken, my favorite stories are about pregnancy. I mean, pregnancy only proves how strong a woman is.

Luna had always known that she wanted to be a parent someday. She loved children and dreamed of the day when she would have a family of her own. So, when she and her husband, Mark, found out they were expecting their first child, they were overjoyed. As Luna's pregnancy progressed, she experienced all the joys and challenges that come with carrying a child. There were moments of intense happiness, like when she felt the baby's first kicks, and moments of discomfort and exhaustion, like when she had trouble sleeping or experienced morning sickness.

she continued even though she feels that he is not interested in her story. "Then, he said the baby is ok, I just need a proper diet and exercise. I can't be stressed and tired because I'm in the crucial part of pregnancy." She was stunned when she still didn't get an answer from him. "Gael are you listening to what I'm saying?" She asked hesitantly.

- I frowned, "What do you mean, I didn't know about this? -That's right my friend, she didn't even know she was getting married, her parents deceived her and made up a lot of things about her mother in order to lure her to this place, now you will see the seriousness of things and you know that we can't do anything against the laws here -I crossed my arms and was a bit thoughtful.

I frowned as we got into bed a little later and he burst out laughing. “Yeah. I was actually wondering when you would hear about it.” His smile quickly turned to a frown. “It’s just someone who made up a silly story to try and explain why Emily couldn’t keep her pups. I don’t want you to worry about it. The doctor said that it sometimes happens with first pregnancies. I’m sure it won’t happen again.” His hand rested on my belly and I breathed in deeply before nodding.

He persisted in his meticulous preparations, anxious about potential unforeseen accidents. Before, Randall did not like children. Only after Rowena became pregnant did he begin to learn about pregnancy. He understood then that childbirth was not easy and dangerous. The challenges faced by the expectant mother, particularly Rowena, were indescribable. In the early stages of pregnancy, she battled constant nausea, only to find her cravings heightened in the later stages. As her body grew heavier, back pain became a constant companion, and the ability to sleep through the night became a distant memory.

We shared stories of our own childhoods, relishing in the opportunity to pass on the wisdom we had gained. As the days stretched into weeks, I witnessed the remarkable strength and resilience Princess Golder possessed. She faced the discomforts of pregnancy with grace and determination, always focused on the incredible gift we were about to receive. Even in moments of fatigue or discomfort, she never lost sight of the profound love and joy that awaited us.

It was actually my idea to go for that prenatal checkup. Compared to other women six months along, my belly was far too big—almost the size of someone carrying twins. I looked it up online. A baby that grew too large could make delivery dangerous for both mother and child. That was why I suggested another hospital visit, just to be safe. I never expected that this marriage, or James' six years of persistence in chasing me, was nothing but a complete lie. I was never his wife. I was just the substitute carrying the child he wanted for himself and Natasha.