Pregnant Chipmunk Behavior Novels & Stories

At least he didn't say I deserved it. Timothy merely responded with a soft "yeah". He was surprised that Chelsey accepted it so easily. She had become much calmer after getting pregnant. The doctor also told her that pregnant women should avoid becoming agitated as it was not good for the mother and fetus. Chelsey strolled along the shaded path in the neighborhood. The weather gradually turned colder as autumn set in. Chelsey's belly was getting bigger, too. It was said that pregnant women tend to be irritated more easily. In the past, Chelsey used to be afraid of the cold.

She stormed off toward the house, her pregnant waddle somehow making her dramatic exit even funnier. Jacob was cackling so hard he had tears streaming down his face as he followed after her, probably to make sure she was actually okay and not legitimately upset. Cherry was four months pregnant now, her belly just starting to show noticeably, and she had been cranky and hormonal the entire week since we'd arrived at the beach house. Everything seemed to irritate her. The temperature was too hot or too cold. The food was too salty or too bland. Someone was breathing too loudly. Someone else was sitting in her favorite spot.

The doctor asks while squirting some blue gel on Jennifer’s belly making her flinch from the cold that I can feel through our bond, so I rub her hand soothingly. “Not really. At least I don’t think so,” says Jennifer with uncertainty. “Her sense of smell has gotten stronger, and she’s eating a lot more. I’ve been cooking a lot more, but she’s still always hungry, not that I mind,” I say. The doctor nods happily, “That’s to be expected. You’re carrying another wolf inside you, so you can expect your appetite to skyrocket, along with all your senses. Now I understand that due to your pre-mature birth, you’re not as developed as other wolves, but you can still expect your pregnancy to amplify a

I’m able to be active and get work done without having to struggle through it. Despite my growing belly, I feel agile. I’m still sensitive to smells, and my enhanced senses make my pregnancy symptoms worse, but it’s not too bad. It will take time for me to get used to the enhanced hearing and sight. I can understand why shifters often hide away for up to a month after their first shift while they acclimate.

A baby already! “Pregnant after 4 days. No way my dad will buy I got pregnant this fast. He’ll assume it’s not yours or we were mating before I was 18. Either way this doesn’t look good.” She is pacing frantic. “Okay calm down, we don’t know for sure.” I need to calm my mate and I try. “Can I shift pregnant?” “You shouldn’t” “Can I train pregnant?” “You shouldn’t” “Sam is not going to hold back, but if I skip training everyone will suspect.” She looks frantic.

I didn’t know if I could trust him, but I stayed where I was as he came closer and wrapped his arms around me for a hug. I stayed sniffing his scent, and then my wolf answered for me. ‘His scent! I can smell him again,’ she was being helpful, but I wasn’t sure for how long. Soon, we would be heavily pregnant, and then obviously she would be gone. She would sleep because wolves go into hibernation when someone is pregnant to avoid the sudden transition and the potential harm to the child. “Let’s go home now; it’s getting colder,” he pulled away from me, but he had a frown on his forehead.

I felt it again—a distinct push against my palm from inside. *That shouldn't be possible,* Nyx whispered, her voice edged with concern. *Pups don't kick until much later.* "I know," I breathed. The kicks came more frequently after that. Sometimes gentle, like the baby was exploring its confined space. Other times strong enough to be visible through my skin—a little bulge that pushed out and retreated. The guards noticed. I saw them staring at my stomach, whispering to each other when they thought I couldn't hear. Word was spreading through the camp. The runaway Luna's pregnancy was progressing impossibly fast.

My breathing because unsteady and I felt the baby move inside. "Mira... Calm down please.. " She tried to calm me down but I stood up and went inside before the kids notice.. I felt a cramp and I know that I need to calm down immediately.. It's not good for our baby.. She followed me inside and gave me a glass of water.. I drank and did breathing exercise to calm down. I sat on the edge of the couch, both hands wrapped protectively around my belly. My breathing steadied, but my mind was in chaos. A chip. Implanted. In his head. A goddamn ticking time bomb—and he hadn’t told me.

He said and kissed my stomach. "Good. Your little chipmunk is doing perfectly okay today. He hasn't stressed me, so I'm guessing that he's in a good mood today." I rubbed my belly. "You look pretty. You're glowing. Pregnancy does look good on you." "You know, you're the third person who told me that pregnancy looks good on me." "Oh, really?" "Yeah." "Who were the two people who told you that?" "My mom and Alanna, Adriano's younger sister."