Pregnant Novelas e Histórias

“ I’m not even half way through this pregnancy and I’ve become so…fat” Maria rushes toward me. “ Don’t say that, Mi’ja. You’re the most beautiful woman in this room right now.” “ But I’m pregnant” I sniffle “Exactly, child. You are growing a life inside of you right now. Sure there are some changes in your body, but that makes you all the more beautiful.”

She knew that their family fun at the park was just the beginning of many more joyful adventures to come. Christine sat at the dining hall table, her hands resting on her swollen belly, as she tried to enjoy the last few bites of her meal. The late afternoon sun streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow over the room. It had been a wonderful day at the park with Robert and Manuella, but now, as the clock struck 6 p.m., Christine's mood shifted. She felt a familiar twinge in her lower abdomen—a subtle yet persistent ache that signaled the onset of pregnancy pains.

I froze. The word hit me like a punch in the chest. Pregnant. For a few seconds, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t even think. My mind replayed everything, the blood, her screams, her calling out for her baby before she passed out. Her baby. I swallowed hard, my hands curling into fists. She was pregnant. But whose child was it? Mine? Or…

NATALIA’S POV Living with pregnancy is underrated, I never realized that until now. It sucks to be pregnant and at a point, you had feel like to ridding yourself of it, having a good night's rest, and then putting it back on again. My breathing had been coming out in pangs since I laid down on the bed in an attempt to sleep, and the whole way I could breathe well was when I sat down on the couch which was not a suitable place to sleep, far from it.

Bella lived in a luxurious house provided by Lucienne. A two-story house with a narrow backyard, a white fence that was always locked, and a security camera in the corner of the roof. Everything seemed perfect, complete with an additional contract that Bella signed without saying much. "If you get pregnant, the facilities will be upgraded. A bigger house. Permanent servants. A personal guard." The words were written coldly on the paper. Pregnancy as a condition for promotion. Bella didn't feel like a mother-to-be. She was more like someone waiting for a verdict.

Then finally she leaned back slowly in her chair and dragged a hand down her face. “How the fuck is pregnancy affecting you this much?” she muttered in disbelief. “Like seriously Ciara… glowing stomach, heat scent, speed powers? At this point your child is basically doing side quests inside your uterus.” A laugh escaped me before I could stop it, it was weak and tired but real. “I know,” I whispered. “And Mr. Wheelchair Mafia Prince is saying it’s not even the pregnancy?” I sighed immediately at the mention of Valerio, I've told her about him

I explained and she nodded. "It happens to pregnant women sometimes. I think it has to do with hormonal changes because when a woman is pregnant, the body undergoes many changes."She explained and I nodded in agreement because what she was saying was right. "Remember to always eat something so that you don't starve my grandchildren.Even if you don't feel like eating, do it for the kids. And remember to always eat a lot of vegetables and fruits because that helps "The queen said and I smiled when I heard her words.

I rubbed my temples soothingly. "Mary is still a teenager and we know teenagers who are pregnant have a higher risk of getting high blood pressure, which is called the pregnancy induced hypertension. They also have a higher risk of preeclampsia. And this is a dangerous medical condition that can combine high blood pressure with excess protein in the urine." "It can disrupt the unborn baby's growth, which can lead to premature birth." "Is that all?" I asked, with an eyebrow asked.

I felt my heart become lighter and gave Devyn a hug. Just like that, we consulted my Ob-gyne and our hunch was right after all. "Congratulations, Mr. Warren. You're seven weeks pregnant." The doctor smiled so Dionne quickly hugged me. She's happy, making me pregnant once again. I am seven weeks pregnant with Dionne's child once again. Five months of pregnancy...

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