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4eac9 No.241[Reply]

I need some inspiration, so I thought I'd take some writing requests. If anyone has any ideas, things they'd like to see, I'd be glad to consider them.
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bf315 No.671

>>666

You know there's a thing called cesarian sections right? This makes no sense. And also, creepy post number.

d2293 No.672

>>671

I know that there's such things as C-sections, but the story would involve doctors trying to preform one, and failing, as well as hearing faint crying from withing her, the correct term you are looking for is "trips"

84f79 No.675

well I do have an idea not preg per say but I think the idea is a good couple who just love to save money always look for deals in the supermarket smuggle their own food in the movies things like that but this time the wife has an idea on how to save money on airline tickets she unbirths her husband and births him when they land (at like the hotel or something)to save money on a ticket.

4eac9 No.717

>>666
Or, a woman is pregnant with a single girl who is impregnated by the mother having sex.

As for such a plot… I'm afraid I must agree with >>671 on the C-Section situation.

However, if circumstances were so that she did not have access to such a procedure…

06db1 No.718

>>717
I already replied to the person mentioning the C-section, that the magic that causer her pregnancy to become permanent, would stop such an operation from being successful



8df46 No.693[Reply]

Here we are: part three of Jouji's and Yukiyo's story. There might be an epilogue at some point; I just need to let that cook a little longer.

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Yukiyo’s body was at its limit. There was simply no more room inside her for the oni twins conceived a year ago. They weighed at least sixteen pounds each, and could no longer move without causing her great pain. As much as the yukionna had enjoyed the pregnancy, she knew she couldn’t carry her children any longer; the strain was too much. She was constantly fatigued partially because it was so hard for her to take a deep breath, could barely eat more than a few mouthfuls at a time, and had to be cared for by her husband Jouji as if she were an invalid again. She had not been concerned for her condition before, but now she feared her womb was so overstretched, it wouldn’t be able to contract hard enough to deliver the whelps.

That fear was partially invalidated when she went into labor three days ago. The pains had been mild at first; so mild, she almost didn’t notice them. But as the hours passed, they gradually grew stronger, coming and going randomly before settling into a rhythm she could time by the second day. When Jouji was informed that the birth of their children was inevitable, he panicked: while they had reached his clan’s territory five days ago, they were still at least two days from the caverns where his family lived, where he had been born nearly a century past. There was no suitable shelter for his wife to give birth in on the way. Yukiyo had said yukionna preferred to deliver their daughters outside in the snow, but Jouji reminded her why that wasn’t an option for oni whelps. Thus he packed up their camp, picked up his wife, and ran as if the gates to the Buddhist Hells had just opened behind him, denying himself any form of rest in order to cover more distance.

Jouji was still running when the contractions worsened. Yukiyo had previously been able to breathe through them, but as the day went on, she began to moan, whimper, even sob. She had to cling to the bands of beads Jouji wore about his chest because her nails had punctured her palms. As the winter sun began to set on the third day, the pains became unbearable, even frightening in their intensity. Jouji could see the shape of his wife’s distended stomach change each time a contraction occurred, which was happening far too often; they would last for three heartbeats, end for oPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

8df46 No.694

Jouji’s head suddenly cleared. “Big sister Haru!” All his terror was banished by a blaze of hope. “Yukiyo, this is my sister, Haru! She was the first born of our litter. I told you we were close!”

“Gods and spirits, you’ve been gone too long,” Haru said, lowering her cudgel.

“We can catch up later,” Jouji said hurriedly. “Please say our family is home. My wife is in labor and she needs help now!”

Haru gawped at the yukionna and the size of her stomach. “You impregnated such a small woman? Jouji, you’re an idiot! She could die!”

“It’s what I w-wanted,” Yukiyo squeaked. “Please- Please help me, honored elder sister. Our children must live.”

That seemed to be all Haru needed to hear. “I’ll pummel you for being so stupid later, little brother,” she told Jouji. “Come on. Our family is indeed home. And luckily for your wife and whelps, I finished my apprenticeship with the midwives four summers ago.”

She lead them around the bend and a meter farther into a gaping cave mouth. The instant they were inside, Yukiyo squeaked again as a gush of fluid abruptly spilled from her body, soaking her kimono and Jouji’s right arms, and brought a contraction of such strength that she screamed once more. “It moved!” she managed to say once it ended. “It’s coming!”

“Because we’re safe now,” Jouji said as he followed his sister deeper into the cave.
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8df46 No.695

The absolute pain on Yukiyo’s face transformed into wonder as she felt the warm, damp hair. “Th-That’s our first?”

“Yes, and you’re doing wonderfully,” Jouji encouraged.

Yukiyo placed her hand back in Madoka’s, drawing a deep breath. The next contraction was borne out with gritted teeth instead of screams, and the top of the whelp’s head pushed through. Two more made it pop out completely. “Hold it, brother,” Haru ordered, and Jouji cupped one pair behind the whelp’s skull. Haru felt the sides of Yukiyo’s stomach, pressing in carefully, and Yukiyo shuddered as the neck was followed by the right shoulder, then the left. “Grab and pull, now!” Haru said. “I’ll get the second one positioned.”

Carefully, so carefully, Jouji closed his second pair of hands on the whelp’s shoulders and pulled with the next contraction. The rest of the whelp’s body was delivered in a gush of blood and fluid and a gusty breath of relief from Yukiyo. The firstborn kicked its feet, flailed its four arms, and started squalling so loudly it didn’t seem possible that such a great sound could come from its little lungs. Jouji found himself laughing in pure joy. “Yukiyo, look!” He held up their child so his wife could see. “It’s a son!”

Yukiyo’s face showed all her love clearly as she reached and touched the newborn’s cheek. “Daigoro. This is our- our Daigoro. Our son!”

As Haru gently massaged the yukionna’s stomach, easing the second whelp into its mother’s pelvis, she called for two of their cousins to bring over some cloth and string, and a large bowl of warm water. “We have a few moments, so it’s best if we cut the life-cord now and get Daigoro cleaned up,” she said, and talked Jouji and the other two through the process. Another gush of fluid and more blood signaled the imminent arrival of the second whelp, and Yukiyo pushed with renewed strength. It took only one for the second head to descend, and three contractions, still intense and deeply painful, for the head to emerge.

Haru kept massaging Yukiyo’s stomach, easing out the shoulders, and Jouji caught the twin and brought it into the world. This one was a little girl who also started squalling almost immediately, but she was drowned out by Jouji’s bellow when Yukiyo unexpectedly passed out as the afterbirths were expelled with still more blood. “Someone take Koume!” he yelled without thinking, and as his brother took the oni girl, Jouji snatched up Yukiyo from Madoka’s armsPost too long. Click here to view the full text.



d7822 No.608[Reply]

Does anybody know how to make HF's censor stop covering *everything* with warnings and only cover what you tell it not to show? Or is it glitched? Because I tried telling it what I don't want to see, and it covered everything. I tried telling it what I want to see, and it still covered everything. Sorry if I'm just being dumb, I'm just not sure why it's doing that and couldn't figure it out. ^^;

eccae No.609

Sorry to ask a dumb question, but are you sure you're logged in? I have it set to let everything but guro through, and never had any issues.

d7822 No.612

Yup, for some reason it only happened when I was logged in. And last night it just started working all of a sudden. Spooks was confused. xD



6d4a8 No.595[Reply]

I love Sundays. They're great for being productive.

(glances about at untidy bedroom and list of chores that need to be completed)

Uh, let me rephrase. Sundays are apparently very good for being productive when it comes to writing porn. I told you, the ideas were brewing.


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Yukiyo had to stop again and lean against Jouji’s hip, one hand on the small of her spine and the other pressing against her chest. “I had forgotten how difficult it can be to breathe, the farther one goes into the mountains,” she admitted on seeing the oni’s expression of concern.

“I am feeling it as well,” he told her, running a hand down her hair, which now reached the yukionna’s knees. “It has been quite some time since I was last here.”

It had taken no time at all for Yukiyo to conceive once they had taken each other as husband and wife. The very evening the yukionna told Jouji she suspected she was pregnant, he had asked that they return to the mountain range his clan occupied, so that their children could be born in safe, familiar territory, and be accepted amongst their numbers sooner. It was a very long journey, but they had made surprisingly good time for five months. The growth of their children had been slow at first, and Yukiyo’s stomach remained trim, with just a small bump below her navel and the changing size of her breasts showing any evidence to her pregnancy. But the closer they got to Jouji’s homeland, the faster their children began to develop. Eight months into the trek, with Autumn in full swing, Yukiyo really was having difficulty walking as the terrain became steadily harder to travel and the air thinned.
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6d4a8 No.596

They just had to travel faster somehow, he supposed. His clan’s home was perhaps four more months away, but at least there, amongst oni women who did know healers’ arts, Yukiyo and the whelps had a chance. “I can carry you again,” the tall oni offered.

Yukiyo shook her head. “Thank you, my love, but I feel guilty every time you must,” she said. “You already carry all our supplies.” She had previously helped her husband with the task, but as her pregnancy progressed, she had been forced to relinquish more and more of the weight to Jouji, until she carried nothing but their children.

“Ha! You think your insubstantial weight would bother me?” Jouji scoffed, lifting his second pair of hands; the first pair was holding on to the cloth that was bundled around their belongings and slung onto his back. “I am a proud mountain oni! I could carry a ton across hill and dale, through forest and across rivers without rest!” And he swept up his wife like she was thistledown and resumed his long strides. “Besides, look at the sun,” he added, motioning with his chin, and Yukiyo did so. “We probably only have about three more hours of travel before it gets too dark, and there will be barely any moon tonight.”

Yukiyo cuddled against his broad chest. “Yes, that is true,” she sighed. “As much as I appreciate the falling temperatures, the lesser amount of sunlight is inconvenient-” She broke off with a gasp, and Jouji looked down just in time to see their whelps moving. The fabric of her kimono was so thin, it did nothing to hide how vigorously the infants were kicking and flailing their arms. “Oooh. E-Easy, my darlings,” Yukiyo panted, running both hands firmly over her rounded stomach. “Don’t fight now. There is no room in Mother for it.”

Jouji couldn’t help but smile. Despite his worries, it was good to know his children were doing well. “Father says listen to your mother,” he said. “You can roughhouse all you wish once you’re born, but not before.” As if his words had been a charm, the whelps settled and Yukiyo was able to breathe again. Jouji chuckled and continued walking. “What does it feel like when they do that?”

“Strangely pleasing,” Yukiyo said after some thought. “Certainly exciting, because it means I will be a mother soon. Sometimes it’s even somewhat arousing.”

That was an amazing concept.

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6d4a8 No.597

Yukiyo surfaced, shaking her hair from her face. “You were right,” she called, turned to face the shore. “There are fish aplenty-” She broke off on seeing her husband coming toward her, eyes alight with lust, and grinned, swimming to meet him. “You couldn’t wait until our dinner was cooking?” she teased, catching his erection in one hand. Her cold fingers could not close around it completely, but she could still stroke firmly and slowly.

“Oh, I could have,” Jouji said, shuddering as his wife touched him, “but what sane oni would want to when their wife is so willing?” He reached into the water and caught her hips in one pair of hands while reaching for her breasts with the other.

Yukiyo gasped again and writhed as his strong fingers and thick claws dug into the curves, pinching her nipples and rubbing in circles. She bent her head and kissed all over his arousal, still stroking, trusting Jouji to keep her from going under. She could feel his pulse under her lips and hand, which excited her further. “The women of your clan will be so jealous of me when they find out you are no longer available to them,” she murmured.

“Well, they will simply have to -ah!- be jealous,” the oni said, breath hitching as the yukionna swiped her chilly tongue over his heated skin. He moved a hand from her left hip to stroke the pad of his thumb across her nub repeatedly, making Yukiyo moan and thrust her hips at him. Jouji adjusted the placement of his hand to slip a finger inside her at the same time, pressing against the spot that drove her absolutely wild, and took great pleasure in watching her squeal and squirm.

“Take me,” she managed to say. “Don’t make me wait.”

Jouji properly clasped her hips again and moved the other pair of hands from her breasts to her shoulder blades. “Lie back. It’s all right, I have you,” he said, and the yukionna did so, her hair fanning out in the water as Jouji pulled her onto him. Even after their months together, she was still so tight, her sighs of joy so alluring. Yukiyo closed her eyes in sheer pleasure, tossing her head and caressing her breasts as Jouji and the water supported her. Jouji loved that look of total abandon on her face. “Is it good, my love?” he whispered as he began to move.

“Yes, gods, yes,” Yukiyo murmured, each thrust and rocking motion making her delightfully dizzy. “So good- too good! Don’t be gentle!”

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9ec72 No.599

Their tender love is pure gold. This strikes a pretty good balance between not glossing over such affection and not dragging it out too long and making me want to skip to the sex scene. And it REALLY gets me going when Yukiyo talks about how she loves carrying his litter.

Jouji's concern for her makes me worried this tale will end badly. Write what you want to write, of course, but that would make me very sad. XD

af294 No.600

>>599
It would make me sad too. I most assuredly do NOT do snuff.

Thank you very much for explaining what you enjoyed. Stuff like that is always helpful.



e7a97 No.554[Reply]

GTron said something about a yukionna pregnant with oni children on page two, and the idea wouldn't leave my head. People have posted fiction here, so, um, I finally wrote about an oni knocking up a yukionna. There will be a sequel if you all like this.

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They did not meet under auspicious of circumstances: she fell into his pit trap and broke her ankle. Despite that, she had been most polite when he had come to investigate, and more, she had been unafraid. But then, she was a yukionna; they were like steel covered in silk, fearsome in their own right. Seeing an oni seven feet tall with red skin, four arms, and a mouth full of pointed teeth and jutting tusks would not frighten them overmuch. He fished her from the trap with many apologies, and carried her to his camp, where he set her ankle and bound it firmly, and gave her an herb tea for the pain. He introduced himself as Jouji, and she said her name was Yukiyo.

Jouji tried to be a good host while she healed; he shared the lean-to he had made of pine branches without complaint; he kept the cookfire banked low as so not to harm Yukiyo with the heat; he shared what food he could find in the wintery forest. Yukiyo, in turn, tried to be a good guest; she did not fuss when he had to butcher his kills at the camp; she kept the shelter and supplies as tidy as she could while limited by her injury; and most importantly, she spoke with him. She told him stories of things she had seen on her travels, humans she had encountered, tales of their kin who were slowly fading away. Not long after, he shared his stories with her too. Stories about his clan, the most numerous of oni even in these days of fading magic; mountains he had scaled; forests he had traveled through unseen.

As the days passed, Jouji came to love his guest. He feared the day Yukiyo would heal and leave him, but it was not in his power to make her stay; she could freeze him solid with a touch and shatter him with a flick of her fingers. The idea of forcing her to stay repulsed him, anyway. Unusual for an oni, yes, but the thought of using force, of breaking the beautiful, deadly woman’s spirit, just did not sit well with him.

Shortly after Yukiyo's ankle healed completely and she could walk again, she roused Jouji in the middle of the night by kissing him. "I do not wish to leave you," she told him as she ran her slim, cold fingers down his wide, muscled chest. "Please take me as your wifPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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3da0b No.575

Ooooh, that was sexy. Can't wait for more, should inspiration strike you. Thank you for sharing your work!

e7a97 No.577

>>575
Thank you kindly. I appreciate that. The ideas are still brewing, but I'll be setting fingers to keyboard soon.

16de9 No.581

This story is great! I'd love to see it continued!

f61b9 No.585

>>556
Delightful! I especially like how you took my post literally– it's not about her being pregnant, it's about her liking the idea itself of being pregnant! It definitely leaves you wanting more…

2652c No.589

Wow, you all do wonders for a gal's ego. I will definitely get my fingers to the keys and see if I can make the ideas finish brewing this week.



6d094 No.502[Reply]

Want to start a pregfur RP, I have lots of ideas. State a setting and your character's name as well as their occupation.

7f87e No.503

>>502

We have an RP hookup thread in the chat board. Use that, please.



1b178 No.44[Reply]

And that question is simple: why? Why does the gravid form capture our minds and enthrall our senses so?

Okay, I'll be less of a pretentious douche about it: why do we like pregnant women so goddamn much? I know a lot of people have asked this question before, but this just seemed the appropriate place to do so.

I ask in order to hear your answers, from those of you who do know, so that, perhaps, some day, I might have an answer of my own.
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375c2 No.185

>>183
Same, pretty much. I didn't have any pregnant individuals in the house, I just discovered it through books. As a kid your fetishes are pretty malleable, I had a lot more interest in general transformation before puberty, but I'm pretty glad I ended up with one that's comparatively wholesome.

d90c1 No.383

I have no idea. I've always wondered if something happened to me in my childhood that set this off or if I was born with a pregnancy fetish. All I know is, it's become an extreme turn-on for me.

bcf3c No.387


d23c1 No.435

Well, looking back, I'm having trouble remembering a time where I didn't really have this odd little fetish of mine (I didn't know what it was or what to call it until I was about 14 though). I do have a younger brother, so that bit does fit the article above, though he was born when I was two, so I have no memory of my mom being pregnant, I guess that's just part of that 'imprinting' thing. Lactating isn't my cup-o-tea, in fact, I avoid full nude photos as much as possible. The real attraction for me lies in the belly itself. Usually bigger is better, if anyone has seen Pyxxyl's works, his general size is about as big as I'll go. The belly, and of course that beautiful curve in the back they get when their spine arches to handle the weight. I've always wanted to actually touch a pregnant belly, though I haven't gottan to yet (A friend of mine is pregnant, though, so I'm waiting until she's about to pop before I ask for a feel). I'm not sure why it's there, no one but me knows about it, but there is something about a great big pregnant belly that really gets me going. What's funny is, I don't even want kids, at all, ever. So now I'm stuck, a maesiophile with absolutely no desire to reproduce, save for the sole reason to get a big, round, drum tight pregnant belly all to myself.

f3609 No.500

Hard to explain any fetish, really. I had this one long before I even knew I could masturbate or have an orgasm. There are crude drawings of women giving birth in my childhood diaries. I'm a sadist, that's part of it. I had some weird experiences with medical stuff growing up, so my medical fetish goes along with it too. I am aroused by a particular kind of care/endurance/domination. I'm not really attracted to pregnant women, only birth. I'm not into force/rape, I love the supportive partnership. Gentle, firm, comforting encouragement is like dirty talk to me. I remember watching A Baby Story, reading anatomy books and health books. Maybe this particular fixation was more easily nurtured because I had access to it unlike traditional porn. Bue where it came from? I don't know. Something pinged at a young age and stuck.



3465d No.420[Reply]

Has anyone else noticed lately the amount of preg/belly artists randomly deactivating their deviantart accounts and stuff? Did dA finally go off the deepend with their draconic censorship of everything or some shit? Any idea whats going on?
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3465d No.424

For instance, I fully understand Hungry Hobo's decision to delete his account upon his death, i don't like the decision but understand and respect. (RIP) but I've noticed Walselley went off the radar a few years back, Darkatio and Gh0st1134 are missing now. It's crazy seeing all them leave like that.

b3ecf No.426

And yet when I reported that creepy motherfucker whose gallery is nothing but foot fetish porn of people they took pictures of out in public, I got "We're sorry, but unless the people in the photos complains, there's nothing we can do."

eb244 No.429

Well if that's the case, someone should perhaps inform the deviantart users who visit this site to back up their deviantart stuff, so we can avoid another bellypocolypse.

54046 No.497

>>429
There was a "bellypocalpyse?" When was this?

d9bd9 No.498

>>497
I'm referring to when pregchan went down. I'm just saying that I don't want a swath of pregnancy-related content to suddenly disappear like it did from pregchan.



6c6d7 No.428[Reply]

Now, I don't know about my fellow pregnonymous, but I personally like to keep my fetishism out of my normal life as much as possible. Recently a Facebook friend of mine posted a picture from Riddle to make a joke to another friend who was pregnant. When I saw this, I honestly almost panicked. Does anyone else have a similar story they'd like to share?
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3f5d7 No.440

I'm really happy there's a thread like this. I used to worry about getting caught so much. Now I know there are other people out there who have to deal with it as well :D

e598a No.441

Have I had close calls? Yes. Loads. The exact reason why I don't touch any pregnancy-related stuff while anyone's on the same floor as me, and the more involving stuff I don't touch when anyone's in the HOUSE… or if it's in the middle of the night like right now.

Just saying, though- my computer is set up such that, for the past 6 months I've had to be extra careful because a relatively recent (recent for my computer is within a year; this thing's ancient) change to my desk layout has my monitor facing the door. And my door's opened 99.9% of the time, except at night.

To be honest, I doubt my family would care; they'd probably give me a hard time if they ever found out, but I'm lucky enough to have gotten a very open family that doesn't give a shit about this kind of stuff. XD

c5d03 No.442

Sorry in advance, this is a touch wordy. ^^;

I've had a couple, and both were with the same person within like, a year of each other.

Back when I was just hitting puberty and discovering my attraction to pregnant women, my cousin who's only a couple of years younger used to come over my house a lot. And of course this was back when me locking my door would have been considered unusual, unlike now when I do it all the time. The first time was no big deal, I don't think she even saw anything, but we were in the same room and both playing games. I was playing Animal Crossing on my DS with it facing away from her and messing around with the texture-making thing, and for some reason in my not-so-bright 11 year old mind decided to try and make a pregnant belly. Because hormones, I guess…I'm half way through it when she goes "Lemme see your pattern." and I had to stumble for an excuse why she couldn't look while she was trying to turn it and peek haha. So I turned it off and got bitched out by a disgruntled mole to keep from having to explain anything. xD

Second time was more embarrassing, cus that was when I had just discovered what one does with themselves while looking at fetish material haha. It was early in the morning and I didn't even know she had gotten dropped off, I'm laying on my bed with my PSP just getting started (the internet browser was terrible, but it got the job done for looking at pictures haha), and I see my door start to crack. Yeah. She almost walked in on me playing with myself to pictures of pregnant women. xD Thankfully my lower half was under the sheets. So naturally I jumped a mile and hid under the sheets and told her to beat it haha. Thankfully she was too young to have any idea what I was doing and thought she just walked in on me waking up.

Thankfully both of those seem to have been forgotten. xD

f5c20 No.444

So…..How cute is your cousin? Cause you know, she may have figured things out and things could get, interesting. LOL

c5d03 No.445

Let's just say cute enough that it's a good thing I don't have a dick and she hadn't hit puberty yet. xD



b8105 No.89[Reply]

Back on the old board, we had a good run of questions and discussions regarding pregnancy, labor, birth, and breastfeeding. Since I had my memory refreshed three weeks ago, I thought I'd open a new thread, as promised in the old thread, for the curious.

In case someone needs a refresher, I'm Ty's girlfriend. I've had six pregnancies, 5 births, 4 living children, and have nursed (or am nursing) 3 of them. Timing has meant I've been pregnant, nursing, and sometimes both (hereafter referred to as tandem nursing) for the last 5 years, with a brief 3 month break. Ask me anything! If it's too personal, I'll decline to answer, possibly with a reason why. Some questions are "squishy." That's okay - I use correct anatomical terms and medical terms, don't mind details, and am not easily grossed out. If you'd prefer to ask in private, my email is available. Tys_pixie AT yahoo DOT com.

Who wants to know what? If it was asked on the old board, I'll answer again, no problem.
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857bb No.405

>>404
Labor is caused by the maturation of the baby's lungs? That's absolutely fascinating, I never knew that.

b0e7b No.407

Yep. New research from… last year, I think, maybe 2013 when I found it. In a normal pregnancy, all other things being equal, labor waits until baby's lungs are good to go. There may be other factors too, we don't know everything, after all. But when I see moms getting desperate for baby to arrive, I point them in that direction and remind them that their body and their baby are worth waiting on.

9d81e No.408

As a woman and a mother, I wanted to take the time to say I am sorry for the loss of your other two children.

8ba74 No.409

>>405
So what causes premature labor, when a baby's lungs really aren't mature enough for air? I know it sometimes happens (admittedly, it's probably rare)? Is it basically the body trying to miscarry at a very late time?

b0e7b No.412

Thank you Stargift <3 I hope motherhood has treated you better than me. My hair is green to cover the grey! lol

Pregnon - Uncertain. Different things in different circumstances probably. We do know sometimes maternal infections, incorrect medication or herbal treatments, exposures to toxic substances, diseases (measles and anti-vaxxers, I'm looking at you, but uncontrolled or poorly managed diabetes or epilepsy also), severe allergic reactions, injury and trauma, and in some unfortunate cases plain old stress are all causes. Each case is different. Sometimes, there is no way to know. At least not yet. Perhaps one day every grieving mother will be able to know the answer to the question they weep. I hope so.



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