Rumbling Stomach Newborn Novels & Stories

I get sick to the stomach like I am about to pass out. My white fluffy fur which is now grey from exhaustion creeps all over my skin in an erosion-like fashion, and I feel my pupils alternating colours in swift blinks, the same way I felt in prison. My baby kicks, so hard, I could see its limbs. It kicks, again and again, with the next harder than the previous, my stomach rumbling like a battlefield. “Stop... Baby Hunter” I blush amidst pain. "You're hurting mama.” It doesn't seize wreaking havoc, having a mind of its own like its father. Perspiration breaks out of every pore on my skin, I don't have much time to spare.

” I mutter into the speaker. A bunch of results pop up, and I click the first one, scrolling through it with bleary eyes. “Swaddle them.” What the fuck is swaddling? “Rock them gently.” I’m already doing that! “Make sure they’ve been burped after feeding.” I blink. Burped? I glance down at the baby, still crying in my arms, and groan. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Sighing, I adjust my hold and try to remember what I’ve seen other people do. I pat her back, once, twice, nothing.

- Allison's POV “Love is my belly, I think the baby is still very small,” I say kissing his hair. “I’ll listen to Jennifer’s too,” Enrico says and puts his head on her belly. “I think our baby is farting bread too, I can hear some noises,” Enrico says and we just laugh. “Boys, the babies are still very small, I think they are the size of a bean or a little bigger, those noises you are hearing are normal from the tummy...” Mom explains.

Albern really looked very happy, but also surprised. However, the case was different with Harnum because she had experienced pregnancy before and was late pregnant, so she knew what was going on. So, he wasn't surprised anymore. “Honey, it was his elbow. Try to feel this, these are his legs. Now, our baby is kicking. And these are the soles of his feet," said Harnum with a big smile. Albern was increasingly confused. “How did you know? It's in the stomach, you can't see it, but why do you say that?”

Hailey urged, grabbing ME by the arm, and pushing me down onto the bed. As Hailey tried to lay me down gently, but each movement felt like hell. Was this because I wasn’t eating? Suddenly, I felt the wall of my stomach flex as if something was sticking out. It quickly returned to the normal size of my stomach and I gasped. “Oh, my God. Gina, is that what I think it is?” She gasped as well, rubbing over my stomach gently. The action happened again, this time faster. Now, I could fully feel it and make it out—a foot. The baby was kicking.

She did this three times, making sure the ointment went round my stomach. Then she placed her hands in the middle of my stomach. “Hmm, your baby boy is really active with a lot of strength, but—” “But, what?” I asked, sitting up right, heart pounding in my chest all of the sudden. Scared that something might be wrong with my baby boy. “Calm down, Raven. It's nothing serious. What I mean is your baby is doing okay but he is a little small compared to the normal size of a pup.” She explained calmly to me.

After she finally realized I didn't know what was happening to me, she told me it was the baby moving. "How is your appetite?" "Ugh, I can't seem to get full," Dr. Gram laughs, "That's excellent news. That means the baby is growing." Dr. Gram pulls a tube of purple subsistence from under the monitor screen. "Lift your shirt," I do as Dr. Gram tells me, and I lift my shirt, and Dr. Gram. places a blue cloth in the waistband of my leggings and pulls it down an inch or two. "This jelly will be warm," She says as she quirts some on my lower abdomen. "You'll feel a little pressure," She said as she put the wand on my stomach. Dr. Gram pressed the wand into my skin; my eyes darted to the small scr

It was soothing for my soul to be able to watch wildlife without them running in fear from me. I sighed as I looked down at my swollen belly. I put my free hand on it and felt my baby boys moving around. I sighed as a hard kick hit my ribs, “Okay, Kenny and Kyle, you two need to settle down and take it easy on my ribs.” The kicking started settling down and it made me wonder if they could understand what I was saying to them. I smiled, “Are you going to take it easy on me now?” I started soothing them by rubbing my belly and I could feel them moving around a little, then settle down and stop moving. I smiled sweetly, “That’s my boys. Go to sleep babies.” I stayed there, just relaxing for a b

But, they failed to mention anything about having crazy, vivid dreams. A slight fluttering in my belly captures my attention, and I clutch my stomach, unable to feel the movement with my hands. It's been going on for a few days, but I haven't said anything to Dominic. It could be nothing. The baby isn't big enough. It's too early. Should I be worried, or just ignore my first-time-mom paranoia? I pull in a deep breath and turn to my other side, careful not to move too quickly. Dominic notices, scooting closer and wraps his arm around me, warm and secure. I begin to gently stroke his skin, and his head pops up.

What happened to her stomach? “Pay attention to my stomach,” she cried, rubbing it softly. I did as she said and at first I heard nothing, but suddenly. One heartbeat… Two heartbeats… Three heartbeats… “You are carrying pups”