Romans & histoires Pregnant

In my dream, I dreamed that I was wearing that sexy bathing suit, and I felt thirsty and horny. And it wasn’t my husband I was longing for.

They would gain 20 pounds in less than three months of pregnancy and face a lot of problems later. Aside from being a little anemic, Jessamine's results were all in the normal range. She was practically the ideal pregnant woman Melissa had hoped for.

Yet the baby I carried was not truly mine, but his and Natasha's. I suffered through everything, and now they were planning to take my life as well. "Mr. Hunt, here's this month's medication. If she keeps taking it, the baby will absorb nutrients faster and grow stronger. "But if it gets too big, she won't be able to deliver naturally. She'll need a C-section." Through the door, I listened in shock as my husband calmly discussed how to risk my life. My face went pale, and my nails dug hard into the railing along the hospital corridor. A storm of pain and bitterness churned inside me.

“But maybe we’re learning how to carry it differently.” Lena nodded. “Maybe we are.” They walked in silence for a while, letting the city surround them. Then Lena stopped, drawing Adrien’s attention. “Look,” she said, pointing to a small group gathered in a nearby park—a prenatal yoga session. Mothers and fathers, some laughing, some carefully following the instructor’s movements, babies on the way visible in gentle curves of bellies and careful steps. Adrien watched, curiosity mixed with a hint of awkwardness. “We’re… joining them?”

“You’re pregnant.” Pregnant? The word echoed in my mind, sending shockwaves of disbelief coursing through my veins. I glanced around the room, searching for some sign that this was all just a terrible mistake, but the solemn expressions on the faces of the medical staff told me otherwise. “I don’t understand,” I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. “How can this be happening?” The doctor explained that fainting spells are common during pregnancy, especially in the early stages when the body is adjusting to hormonal changes. He assured me that I and the baby were both in good health, but his words did little to ease my anx

Her maternity clothes hugged her curves, and she proudly displayed her baby bump to the world. As the days went by, Lucy couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness as her due date approached. She had eagerly prepared for the arrival of her baby, decorating the nursery with care and stocking up on all the essentials. Every day, she would gently caress her belly, imagining the tiny hands and feet that would soon fill her arms with joy.

Chapter 54 Scarlett's POV The journey of pregnancy had brought about significant changes in my life. As I entered the fifth month, my growing belly served as a constant reminder of the precious life growing within me. Every kick and flutter filled me with awe and anticipation, deepening the connection I felt with my unborn child.

Alina sat by the window, sunlight falling across her rounded belly. Her hands rested lightly on it, feeling the subtle movements within. She was several months from giving birth, her body carrying life steadily, almost rhythmically. She had grown stronger, her muscles more resilient, her breathing easier, but every step reminded her of fragility.

'' cried Zia, sincerely concerned about Anindira. Lila nodded, answering Zia. ''Um, you might be right... There is discomfort during pregnancy, especially if the pregnancy has entered the third trimester, but you know Zia?! When they move in your stomach... That feeling, it's amazing, there is life in your stomach, they move and tell us that they are alive, they wait patiently for when they will see the world... Right, Mom?!'' Anindira exclaimed to her two mothers, Ezra and Freya.

Heaven forgive me if I am being a bitch. "Hey, you?" I am snapped from my thoughts and my breakfast preparation business by that annoying voice. I turn to the door, same with Terry and other servants, to this annoying woman. "What was your name again?" She queries as she strolls towards me, her eyes not leaving me, and her belly bump caged in her arms. Maybe this is how pregnant women stay all their pregnancy period? Holding on to the belly bump to perhaps prevent it from falling? Or hold the baby still in the uterus? What this gesture means.