I have written a new story featuring my first (non rp) attempt at writing birth! I hope you guys enjoy!
It can be read at: https://www.deviantart.com/realisticpreg..._type=edit
Heres a little preview:
“Hey mom…” June approached the kitchen. Her mother was occupying a guest over a decaf iced coffee and croissants, to which she met eye contact with the guest who faced the entrance to the kitchen. “Why, hello June!” The woman’s high voice called across the room before her mother acknowledged her presence. “Oh, hey Anne.” June waved politely, trying to catch her mother's attention.
June’s mother continued to pack a bag, throwing things like a bottle of water, her lipstick, a handheld mirror into her nicest purse while looking for approval from her friend. “Well Anne, how do I look?” June’s mother asked. To her delight, the seated woman closed her eyes and gave soft claps “You look amazing!” Anne cheered. “June? Why don’t you join us? Take a look at your mother about to go on her first date in-” She was briskly interrupted by the mother and the daughter, but June was the one that spoke up first.
“I’m just going to steal my mom real quick, don’t go anywhere Anne!” grabbing her mother by the forearm and taking her into the hallway of their home, out of earshot from their guest. June closed the curtain to the kitchen for good measure. “Mom!” June whispered harshly. “June?” She replied impatiently returning her daughters attitude.
With a groan June crossed her arms, “I’m 18, I don’t think hiring a babysitter is necessary, especially one like Anne!”
“Now what does that mean? You’ve known her for so long that I just don’t see your issue this time.”
“Oh I don’t have a problem with Anne babysitting, but did you ever think that, oh, maybe Anne would have a problem with Anne babysitting?”
“Is it because she’s p-”
“YES! It’s because she’s-” June heard her volume being raised, just to be sure, she opened the curtain enough for her head to peer through. She made eye contact with her lifelong babysitter and shot her a smile almost to tell that everything was O. K. Returning into the curtain, she addressed her mother. “Mom… She's not just pregnant. She’s really… REALLY pregnant. I mean for Gods sake.” June cracked open the curtain slightly, catching a glimpse of Anne sitting in her chair with her white dress that went down to her knees.
Her belly protrudes out, stretching what was a maternity dress over her round stomach. She couldn’t sit comfortably at the table, her chair angled differently from her body to keep everything away. Anne went to get up, spreading her legs slowly before taking a deep breath, leaning back into her chair before pushing herself up from her arms and legs her curved figure was set on display for June’s mother to see the size of the woman in front of her.
“She looks like she’s ready to pop at any second! Anybody hiring her would immediately put her on maternity leave and you’re having her watch me!.”
It can be read at: https://www.deviantart.com/realisticpreg..._type=edit
Heres a little preview:
“Hey mom…” June approached the kitchen. Her mother was occupying a guest over a decaf iced coffee and croissants, to which she met eye contact with the guest who faced the entrance to the kitchen. “Why, hello June!” The woman’s high voice called across the room before her mother acknowledged her presence. “Oh, hey Anne.” June waved politely, trying to catch her mother's attention.
June’s mother continued to pack a bag, throwing things like a bottle of water, her lipstick, a handheld mirror into her nicest purse while looking for approval from her friend. “Well Anne, how do I look?” June’s mother asked. To her delight, the seated woman closed her eyes and gave soft claps “You look amazing!” Anne cheered. “June? Why don’t you join us? Take a look at your mother about to go on her first date in-” She was briskly interrupted by the mother and the daughter, but June was the one that spoke up first.
“I’m just going to steal my mom real quick, don’t go anywhere Anne!” grabbing her mother by the forearm and taking her into the hallway of their home, out of earshot from their guest. June closed the curtain to the kitchen for good measure. “Mom!” June whispered harshly. “June?” She replied impatiently returning her daughters attitude.
With a groan June crossed her arms, “I’m 18, I don’t think hiring a babysitter is necessary, especially one like Anne!”
“Now what does that mean? You’ve known her for so long that I just don’t see your issue this time.”
“Oh I don’t have a problem with Anne babysitting, but did you ever think that, oh, maybe Anne would have a problem with Anne babysitting?”
“Is it because she’s p-”
“YES! It’s because she’s-” June heard her volume being raised, just to be sure, she opened the curtain enough for her head to peer through. She made eye contact with her lifelong babysitter and shot her a smile almost to tell that everything was O. K. Returning into the curtain, she addressed her mother. “Mom… She's not just pregnant. She’s really… REALLY pregnant. I mean for Gods sake.” June cracked open the curtain slightly, catching a glimpse of Anne sitting in her chair with her white dress that went down to her knees.
Her belly protrudes out, stretching what was a maternity dress over her round stomach. She couldn’t sit comfortably at the table, her chair angled differently from her body to keep everything away. Anne went to get up, spreading her legs slowly before taking a deep breath, leaning back into her chair before pushing herself up from her arms and legs her curved figure was set on display for June’s mother to see the size of the woman in front of her.
“She looks like she’s ready to pop at any second! Anybody hiring her would immediately put her on maternity leave and you’re having her watch me!.”
