Novel & Cerita Rapid Pregnancy

"Viability is confirmed. The risk of miscarriage drops significantly after we see a heartbeat." "Drops to what?" the architect in Aurora asked. "About ten percent," he said. "Given your age." Ten percent. It was better than forty. But it wasn't zero. "However," Dr. Rosenberg said. He leaned forward, clasping his hands. "We need to be realistic about the road ahead." Liam stiffened. The protector came back online. "What do you mean?" "Aurora is forty-one," Dr. Rosenberg said. "She has a history of severe preeclampsia and postpartum hemorrhage. This pregnancy, by definition, is extremely high-risk."

she asked for an explanation after greeting the doctor. "You have a high-risk pregnancy, Mrs. Alcott," the man said. "That means you have a higher probability of experiencing complications during pregnancy or childbirth due to certain risk factors." "What kind of complications?" Georgia's question came out as a pained whisper, once again allowing herself to be consumed by fear and guilt. What if this was happening because she didn't want to have the baby? "The complications can vary depending on the medical condition and the situation of each patient. But in your case, it could be related to high blood pressure," the doctor explained.

"Look at me and tell me what’s wrong with my mate." The doctor swallowed hard, looking up from the screen to meet Arthur’s burning eyes. "Alpha... it’s not a standard pregnancy complication," she explained, her voice trembling slightly under the weight of his presence. "Look at the tissue density around the embryos. The twins are growing at an accelerated rate, fueled by the Moonblood energy signatures." "Then why is she in agony?" Arthur pressed, his grip on my hand tightening until it ached.

I shut the entrance door behind us and listened to hear what Earis was doing before I gave a nod of approval for Stacy to start talking. “How’s the baby really?” I asked, unable to keep my fear in check. It had been like a rope around my neck, trying to force me to ask the questions. “Just like I said earlier, she's fine. But this is a high-risk pregnancy, especially at the rate the child is growing. You have to watch her closely and avoid anything that would spike her blood pressure,” she responded. Well, that's quite unfortunate. If Armageddon doesn't spike her blood pressure, then killing Anya definitely would.

“Your pregnancy will not follow the usual six to seven months. Based on the readings, it’ll be closer to five. Perhaps even less.” I blink. “Less?” He nods. “Your child’s growth rate is accelerated. Remarkably so. It’s rare, but not unheard of—your mother’s pregnancy was the same. You were born early too, strong and fully developed.” His eyes gleam with professional curiosity. “This little one is just following in your footsteps. Or perhaps… surpassing them.” I swallow hard, my gaze drifting down to my belly. My footsteps. My child. The words feel too heavy, too sacred to say aloud.

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 can already sense the life growing inside me. It’s happening so fast.” Kael shifted slightly, careful not to jostle her, and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “How fast?” “Accelerated,” she replied, eyes half-closed in concentration. “The ritual… the ley lines… our combined bloodlines. The child is developing at ten times the normal rate. I’d say… nine days until birth.” Damien’s cool fingers traced gentle circles over her glowing stomach. “Nine days,” he murmured, voice filled with wonder and quiet fear. “Then we’ll have the cure.”

Mira looked towards the door to ensure no one was eavesdropping and then spoke in almost a hushed tone. “It was just too quick,” she said. “Sable came back with she was pregnant not much over a month later. Maybe six weeks at most. And her stomach just expanded so fast. At this rate, the pregnancy isn’t normal.” My thoughts were racing, putting together bits I’d seen and not fully grasped. "How quickly?"

I replied, placing a hand instinctively on my stomach and gasped. Lance was instantly at my side. “What’s wrong?” “Look at my stomach,” I said, then pulled back the blanket. My stomach was protruding out from my hips in more than just a baby bump. I looked five months pregnant. I looked into Lance’s eyes, panicked. “Is this normal?” Lance nodded. “Dhampir pregnancies go much quicker than normal pregnancies.” “I’d say,” I said, running my hand across my hard stomach. “Well, if there was any doubt before, there’s definitely no doubt now. I’m glad that my appointment is tomorrow.”

, Valerie asks. “ What I mean is that during the course of this pregnancy, you have to take very good care of yourself and the baby and avoid as much stress as you can, from the results here you have pre-eclampsia and that is potentially dangerous for you and the baby, it is a potentially dangerous pregnancy complication characterised by high blood pressure. Pre-eclampsia usually begins after 20 weeks of pregnancy in a woman whose blood pressure had been normal. It can lead to serious, even fatal, complications for both mother and baby”.The doctor explained.