Pregnant Song Novels & Stories

“Dear, answer me; are you pregnant with my Felix?” I stared at Elias, at everyone else in the room as they watched me. I wanted to say it was Elias; the very song I’d sung in the past; but with everything I know and felt now, I….my tongue moved like my body was still oh auto pilot. “Yes.”

I didn't deserve to live like this. The day of the assault flashed through my head and all I could see were bloody sheets and bruised thighs. I shook feverishly as I remembered the day I'd found out I was pregnant. My breath came out in sharp gasps as I clutched the material of my joggers, willing myself to forget. Breathe, Mel. Please. I lay in a foetal position, my hands placed firmly on my ears, trying to block out my screams from that day. After a while, I felt Nana's warm hands wrap around me in a tight embrace.

my heart is filled with joy to think that very soon I'll hold my little girl or boy I'm counting every moment til you're mine at last my sweet it won't be long until your birth then finally we will meet I can hear you heartbeat fast and slow I want you to know that your mamma and dadda loves you so much I'm waiting for your tiny touch in my life can't wait to hold you in my arms cant wait to kiss you tight" I told nayani to arrange some arrangements for surprising rishi she did as I said I asked mom and rishi's mom to go inside they went rishi came near me while running and hugged me tightly with tears in his eyes I know he will be worried when I said I'm pregnant he didn't uttered a word I

Nonetheless, I'll be getting Christian's first official song on my birthday which will be the best thing for me. I look at my peach shaped belly and caress it. In the 5th month of pregnancy, I'm actually feeling like it's inside me. I was always so conscious about my figure and body shape. However, now when I look at myself in the mirror I realize that this is the best version of myself. I blush looking at the mirror when Christian hugs me from behind. I get surprised since he said he'll not be coming home today. His first song is about to release tomorrow and he would have a lot of work to do.

I was four months pregnant, five more months to go and we would finally see the life that Gin and I created. "Of course," I then replied. "I will love my husband the way mama loved you and I will love our child— our kids in the future, the way you love Zhairo and me." My words brought back the smile on his face and we all turned to the door as it started opening, at the same time, I heard the orchestra started playing the song that Gin chose, it was a classic one from Asia. Please Be Careful With My Heart

You’re pregnant, Mrs. June Williams. Congratulations!” June Williams sat in the small, cozy office of Dr. Langston, her obstetrician, her heart pounding in disbelief. The words rang in her ears, over and over again, like the melody of a long-awaited song. Pregnant. She placed a hand on her stomach, her lips trembling as a wide smile spread across her face. After years of hoping, praying, and silently yearning, her dream had finally come true.

"Yes, Grace, you're pregnant. Happy birthday! This is truly a special day for you. Congratulations, my dear." Overwhelmed with emotion, Grace leapt from the examination table and threw her arms around Ava, holding her tightly. They laughed and cried together, sharing in the joy of this precious moment. After all the disappointment and heartache, this pregnancy was a beacon of hope, a symbol of new beginnings.

But to Sarah, it felt enormous—heavy with three years of quiet disappointment, of careful hope, of learning how to smile through questions she didn’t know how to answer. She pressed a hand to her stomach, half expecting to feel something different. There was nothing. No flutter. No ache. Just her heartbeat, loud in her ears. “I’m pregnant,” she whispered, the words cracking as they left her mouth. She let out a shaky laugh, blinking rapidly as tears gathered. She hadn’t cried in the doctor’s office. She hadn’t cried when the nurse smiled at her with that knowing, gentle look. She’d held it together until now. Three years.

She was walking in the park and suddenly she heard someone singing a familiar song. It wasn't any famous song but it was her favorite song. Which Alessandra had composed when she was pregnant with the twins. It wasn't released. So it was impossible for someone to know this song. And it can't be a coincidence that someone else also made the same lyrics and music. So she followed the source of the music and reached near a tree. She saw a girl playing a guiter sitting near a tree while leaning against it. Her back was facing her so she rushed to her to see her. To her surprise she wasn't Alessandra but someone else.