Pregnant Story Novels & Stories

Nothing about me screamed pregnant. And yet— “The baby is stable,” the doctor continued. “Your fainting wasn’t caused by the pregnancy itself. It was stress, exhaustion, and vitamin deficiency. But the pregnancy is there.” My throat tightened. A baby. I didn’t know how long I sat there staring at the edge of her desk, replaying everything in my head. The passing out. The exhaustion. The emotions that felt too big for my body lately. It all rearranged itself into something terrifyingly logical.

My voice came out as a cry. "Some weeks after, I found out I was pregnant. I was helpless and I had no one to talk to! I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure you would believe me. You'd think I was a disgusting slut, just like everyone else. And now. . ." I let out a strangled cry as I paused to wipe the torrents of tears flowing on my cheeks. I touched my stomach. "I wanted to remove it, have an abortion. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. So I kept it a secret."

I had made extra sure of that. "I'll leave you here Winston. I'm heading inside," I told my driver before spinning on my heels and heading for the doors. I took long strides because I was eager to see just what she had come up with to stay afloat while I hadn't been there. "I heard that one actress got pregnant, and she was at the peak of her career too!" "That's such a shame, I wonder how her career will be after this? And this came after she got such a huge lead role."

Nina looked at the time and hopped out of bed, but she was struck by morning sickness and she made a dash for the bathroom. “Is everything alright?” Mrs. Story asked. Nina sighed and went and sat on the potty. Mrs. Story went to stand at the bathroom doorway staring at her in concern. “I’m pregnant mum” she announced. Mrs. Story stood there not knowing how to react. “You’re what?” “I’m pregnant” she said a bit louder. Mrs. Story panicked, Nina wasn’t in good health she had a lot of health problems and wished she’d take her time after her first miscarriage it was barely 5 months since that incident. But that should even be the least of their worries.

She felt a pang of worry in heart, married for two years without a child has been her problem, She loves babies but they couldn't make them, she only thought the problem was from her. And because of that, they visited many hospital in state but they kept hearing the same result and story. The problem is not from any of them, they just need to wait for the time. The right time is what they are waiting for. She pulled fawaz into a hug forgetting about his mother standing behind them . "Erm. I am standing here"Khadija reminded . "Sorry, come in". They went straight to the kitchen where she placed fawaz on top and passed him a plate of cake. "You are actually spoiling this boy "Khadija accused.

she said, pointing at my bump as I sighed. "Oh, this? Well, it's a long story for another day," I said as I lay tiredly on my bed. "That day is today, so you are telling us why you are the only wife pregnant and why you got pregnant so fast… Sorry for sounding toxic," she said as the both of them stared at me dramatically. I sighed, not knowing how to tell them about my rape story; that sounds insane, and no normal being would believe that. "Well, I'm married now, so everything is possible; let's just change the topic to something else, please," I replied, frustrated by the thought of actually having a rape baby.

I asked as I turned on the faucet. "Well I'm two weeks pregnant, I've finished my master's so Harry and I will get married again next month. This time in the church," she said proudly. My eyes drifted on her belly that didn't have a baby bump yet because it was still early. A part of my heart swells hearing the things she achieved in four years. "Congratulations!" I beamed sincerely. I don't know but since I gave birth with Ken, my favorite stories are about pregnancy. I mean, pregnancy only proves how strong a woman is.

Playlist: Love You Goodbye - One Direction Gerald's POV Flashback 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 "I am pregnant!" I'm just ignoring this sassy girl. Why should she confide in me? If she's pregnant, then? Do I have to celebrate? I have to go head over heels because she's pregnant? I've experienced dealing with pregnant women who are super unstable and spoiled. But what Rara did still made me happy. Although sometimes I get annoyed too. But I understand my wife and love her very much.

" Zivanna smiled. Alfredo knew, that smile was a forced smile. I will take care of you. Shall I read you a story? " Alfredo stroked Zivanna's hair. "About the ugly prince again? I'm bored." Zivanna made a scowl. "Not anymore. It's a story about a brave girl." Alfredo answered with a smile. "Very well. Tell me." Zivanna smiled. "But promise me you have to sleep." "Ok. You also have to promise me one thing." Zivanna stared deeply at Alfredo's face. "Tell me." Alfredo was curious. "I want a new reading. Look, I've read all of it." Zivanna pointed to several books neatly arranged on the table. "I promise. I'll buy you tomorrow. Now listen to my story and try to sleep." Alfredo smiled. "There was

She didn't let go of my hand, not even when the doctor stepped in a few minutes later, a folder tucked under one arm, expression carefully neutral in the way that always meant something was coming. "Miss Cole." He pulled a stool closer, sitting at eye level with me instead of hovering. "Your bloodwork came back faster than expected, given the urgency." "And?" Claire asked before I could, her grip on my hand tightening. The doctor glanced between us, then settled his attention fully on me. "You're pregnant," he said. "Roughly five weeks along."