Pregnant Song นิยาย & เรื่องราว

When they passed by the Matron Abbey, they heard the continuous stream of prayers inside. Selene told Fenric to investigate while she asked a passerby for the location of Farning Abbey. "You want to go to Farning Abbey? It's on the peak of Mt. Canmir. The path up there is steep and treacherous. Ordinary people can't reach it. If you want to pray, go to the Matron Abbey instead," the kind passerby advised. Selene nodded and walked toward the Matron Abbey, where she saw Fenric coming out. He reported, "It seems the famine here is even worse than expected. There are many families inside. They're half-dead from hunger or stricken by illnesses with no cure. They say some are so desperate that the

Even her mother-in-law's barbs cut deep, mocking her as an 'infertile hen'. Whenever Jessica poured out her heart, Anthony's answer was to shower her with luxury gifts, never once standing up to clear her name. If he truly loved her, would he not speak out against the slander? Adopting a child would only cement the rumors of her infertility, would it not? Clutching at a final hope, Jessica trembled and said, "Anthony, don't you want a child of our own?" Anthony's gaze fell. "Let's wait a few more years, okay? You know the company is expanding..."

But eyes distant. That night, flashback again. Cecilia's pregnancy glow. Her hand on her belly, singing softly to the baby.

I nodded and said slowly, "This pregnancy was unexpected. I'm not prepared yet, and I'm worried something might go wrong. If I were to terminate the pregnancy—" Before I could finish, a sharp pain tore through my lower abdomen. My insides churned violently, as if an invisible hand were squeezing my organs. The next second, the voice rang out again. 'Mom, what were you trying to say to the doctor? You're not thinking of getting rid of me, are you? I wouldn't like that.' The pain doubled instantly. My whole body collapsed into the chair, unable to move. Only then did I understand. The child was listening to everything around me from inside my womb.

She smiled through her crying, and with each verse, the distance between past and present seemed to close, stitching together the embrace that no longer existed with the tiny being beginning to grow inside her. “That was the song your nonna used to sing to me when I was little,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Now it’s your turn to hear it, piccolo mio,” she added, her fingers gliding in gentle caresses over her belly. “Lo darò alla sua mamma, che gli canta la ninna nanna.” Her unsteady voice filled the bedroom with sweetness, and each verse drew her closer to her mother, as if the melody were an invisible thread binding generations together.

Sara starts doing her thing with her crying, but apparently my sister is so good with Sandra that she asks me to give her the bottle. I take little Sara in my arms and while I feed her I am singing songs so that she can fall asleep again, I immediately feel someone behind me or at least I feel a look at my humanity. My body has a superpower that it detects when someone watches me. When I turn backwards is where I see it. My throat narrows and I immediately look away so as not to make contact with his, Damn be it!

Beau couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and affection as he looked at Kaia in her pregnant state. The visible evidence of their shared creation, the curve of her belly, stirred a deep sense of connection. He marveled at the idea that a life they had created together was growing within her. The short pajama shorts and camisole, revealing the physical changes brought on by pregnancy, became a testament to the unique bond they were forging.

Steven raised his voice, causing Amelia to shudder and her heart to tremble. "I'm pregnant, you can't do anything to me, the law stipulates that, I'm an expectant mother," Amelia was adept at exploiting legal loopholes, saying, "The child in my belly is innocent, you can't convict me." Steven sneered and educated Amelia, "Pregnancy is not a get-out-of-jail-free card. Once the child is born, you will still face the sanctions of the law, Amelia. No matter who you are, you cannot challenge the bottom line and dignity of the law."

“AK's hotel. It is the closest to our house. Aubs hate car drives now, she says they make her feel heavy, so she likes to trek instead but she can’t walk too far.” “Wow, that is what being pregnant feels like,” Athena made eye contact with Creed and she smiled. “Are you still with me?” Jetrho rolled his eyes. “I see you are now focusing on your man and you have forgotten your best friend’s issue.” “False accusation, Jethro, Since you are preparing the ring, Creed and I will set up the venue.” “Okay, Thank you so much, I am really grateful.” “Don't hang up yet.” Creed left his wife to talk to Jethro and he went back to programming.

I asked him. He glanced at me a second time, I could sense the fear in his eyes. He started to speak very carefully: "We ran several tests. "For what? Food poisoning?" "No." He said, shaking his head. "Then what?" He hesitated. “You are pregnant.”