Professional Mommy Novels & Stories

Mom said, and we smiled at her. "Runo is my first baby, and my baby Darenn is my youngest. I don't mind losing everything except you two, and I am so happy you're here beside me now. Our family might be incomplete; I hope you're happy with just me as your parent," Mom said, and I immediately nodded at her.

Anyone could sense fury in his eyes, and he was clenching his jaws to control it. She kept looking at his hard face and then nodded with a tight-lipped smile, “I have a four-year-old baby. And I am taking care of him as a single parent,” She bent down her head to look at the floor and then at last chuckled, “And I don’t want to be blacklisted,” Turning on her heels, she must have taken a few steps when she heard his heavy deep voice, “Stop, Ms. Octavia!” Octavia smiled to herself and then when she turned back, it had vanished from her lips.

He looked at the homework his son was doing. Kenzi was drawing a family portrait. One adult male and one child. He wrote Daddy's name and his name on the picture. "This is Daddy and this is me," He explained. There Kenzie did not draw a woman who became Mommy. Daniel was provoked to ask. "Then, Mommy?" Kenzi paused, then continued his painting. "I don't like Mommy Patricia, so there's no need to draw her. This is enough," the boy said coldly.

I give her a knowing smile, and while I lightly apply makeup, I continue my story. "Then mom goes to Passione Proibita to give orders for hours until some meddler tells dad that his wife is there and that there are several guys hovering around her like vultures. Then dad rushes out like a bat out of hell to find her, and when they get home, they have a great time." I say the last part with a slight shiver. "Yelizaveta! Did your mother teach you that, or are you spying on your parents?" Aunt Melike asks, half amused, half annoyed.

Why would she think it’s her fault. “He was right. I can’t look after myself so how could I have expected to look after a child. If I can’t even look after myself then how? How? I am a very bad mom. I lost my pup. How could I have been so stupid. I should have taken better care of myself. I should’ve done more. I should’ve drank more water. I should’ve slept on time. I should’ve sat down more. I should have listened to him.” I sat there crying silently as she spoke, watching her cry freely as she spoke, convincing herself she was wrong. She paused, suddenly throwing the duvet off her body, attempting to stand up.

] "Bright and early tomorrow, we will try again; you will have your morning wood, you will get on board mommy, push it in, pull it out, again and again. Then we will kiss, you will tell me how much you love your mommy. Your big, hard cock will find that entrance to heaven inside of me. Finally, that oversized babymaker of yours will proceed to fill my womb yet again with all of your baby-making sperm. You will have planted all of your potent seed in a warm, moist garden, certain that something will grow from the fertile land you seeded. Sure enough, five or six weeks later, we will do a home test, showing that I am pregnant...with YOUR baby. Soon, my belly will swell. In seven or eight month

She reacted and kept on apologizing. "No, it's okay! What's important now is i have a friend by my side, and I'm certain that i can raise my child alone, without any of his father's concern." My face was firmly serious as I said that. Syd clapped. "That's my girl!" "Well, what can i say? Single mom isn't bad after all. Salute to you all, brave mommas." Dra. Lacey casually put her hands on the pockets of her lab coat.

She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

"Want to get that knife from my back?" She laughed. "You know it's true. What do you think parenthood is going to be? Endless worry." She rushed to add. "You're a strong, capable, intelligent woman, Jessa. You know your limits and your potential. Your Momma is right. Concentrate on what you can fix. Worry does nothing and can upset your baby." Momma shot Monica a winsome smile. "I like you." Monica chuckled. "Thanks. I like you, too."

Ricky added, gesturing to the baby in her arms. “That’s right, this is our son, James Cooper Anderson,” Jayden said proudly, introducing their son. “Wow, he’s so handsome! How are you finding parenthood?” Ricky asked. “It’s been a wonderful adventure, even though we’re still adjusting to it all,” Jayden admitted with a smile. “And what about you, Deborah? How has it been for you?” “It’s been an incredible experience, and I’m so happy to be a mother. I wouldn’t change it for the world,” she said, her gaze tender as she looked at her son.