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cremationgreen · 1 year
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At Green Cremation Texas, we want to make sure that families have all funeral options available so that they can honor and remember their child in their own way. We understand that memorializing a child is part of the grieving process that helps to give the infant an identity. If you need support planning funeral services for an unborn child or infant please give us a call any time of the day, any day of the week. We’re here for your family.
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lovely-dove69 · 1 year
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The Arcana M6 with pregnant MC!
Asra: They were ecstatic! They peppered your facd with kisses, immediately dropping on their knees and pressing their cheek against your belly. During your pregnancy, they were there at your beck and call, doing evrrything to keep you and the baby healthy.
Julian: *surprised pikachu face* How were you pregnant? Like he wasnt pouncing on you every chance he could. Being a doctor helped a lot, so your pregnancy wasnt hard. If you asked for something, even at 3am, he would glady get it, you were carrying his twins after all (Asra felt two life-forms)!
Nadia: PAMPERED. You are treated like a goddess, given the best clothes, medicines, ect. Nadia always made sure someone kept an eye on you, mostly Portia since she would be the godmother. She would definetly play the organ(instrument) for you and the baby.
Portia: Yay, Pepi will have a sibling! This sweet girl will nake ALL your cravings, no matter how weird they are! Pepi tends to rest on your baby bump, purring at each tiny movement from the baby. She is so happy to have a baby on the way.
Muriel: No duh you got pregnant, baby boy has a huge breeding kink! He was honestly afraid at first, I mean, he's huge! What if the baby hurt you at birth? What if he himself accidentally hurt you?! After a lot of reassurance, he did anything he could. He built a small crib, with animals carved into it, and even found a plushie that looked like Inanna! Imagine it, what if your triplets were like Muriel?
Lucio: He stopped bragging about a supposed battle, lookimg at you in shock. Since his childhoos wasnt that great, he wasnt that happy about a child. It took him a month to come to terms and enjpy the thought, though he needed reassurance that he would be a good father. He demands the best for you and your unbornchild.
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first-edition · 2 years
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Lost Born
Aemond Targeryan x (valerian) reader
Summary- Months of waiting to give your loving husband a son results in the worries you wished would never come true.
CW- still-born, blood, midwifing knowledge, cussing, birth-gore, 18+ themes, child birth, child loss.
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This is an uncut and un edited short fic
Your screams of agony can be heard from part of the castle. Despite the commotion of the gathering down stairs. Your giving birth. After 9 long months of a brutal pregnancy it’s time for yours and Aemonds second child to be born. Your first being a girl want to give him a son, even though he did ask the gods for a daughter. 
His arms wrap around you as you grip onto his sleeve. Your chest heaving in pain, your body flushed with fever. 
Aemomd whisper confident word in your ear. Despite the midwife’s telling him he couldn’t be in the room he ignored them and has stayed with you, he was there for his daughters birth and wants to be there for the second. To calm you down, to keep you safe.
“no NO NO!” You scream  “It’s alright Ive got you.” Aemond kisses your temple. “n-no no a-aemond something’s w-wrong.” You pant shaking.
“he should be out by now…something….s-someth-AHH!” You scream the pain overwhelming you.
You let go of your husband sitting up. 
“Y/n!” He protests. 
“let me up!” You say to your mid wives. 
“princess you need stay.” she says. 
“UP!” You yell they nod and help you up the only thing covering you nude frail body is the blood stained cotton sheet wrapped around you. Yet even that falls to floor as you hobble to the edge of the room aemond following close behind waiting for any moment if you so need him.
“princess you need to push!” One midwife says you lean forward against a table holding your self up looking down as blood drips onto the stone flooring. The weight of your self fall in as you drop to you knees aemond scrambling to your aide.
“NO NO PLEASE!” You scream at your unbornchild 
You scream as the pain surged through your body. You hand grips side of the chain so tightly your knuckles turn white and and the skin peels back on your palm. You scream murder into the air as your lungs burn. 
“AHHH!” You arms and legs shake her muscles ache. Sweat pours through your skin. How you wish your child would come out. Yelling and screaming for it to leave. Your vision is blurred stained with tears eye shut tight. Your hands and legs bloodied the fear you’ll die during this with aemond to be left in sadness on your body, as you push your way through it.
Silence…nothing but her ragged breath and soft rattle of the chair post against your shaking body. Looking down your heart breaks, your child. His child. Thier baby still-born. The cord wrapped around it’s neck. Purple pink only slight misshaped from the birth. Asleep peaceful. 
Shakily you pick up the babe dispite still attached in side your womb. Holding it tight. Sobs ring out of you. Heart breaking. Your name is called. A clean cotton sheet is placed over your body as aemond pulls you into a hug. 
“i-it’s a boy!” You sob into his chest. 
“you dont not need to give me a son for our house. Im in love with our daughter just as she is. You do not have to stay to the standards of tradition. Not in this house…not if the price is your death.” Aemond says pulling you closer to him soothing you.
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nikkiserenity · 2 years
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*FAKE BELLY* Happy International Day of the Unborn Child! I’ve never had any children of my own, but I did get to wear this fake pregnant belly last year at ShutterFest! I’m also scheduled to wear another one this year! Model: @nikkiserenityartist Photographers: @significant_moments , Diamond Gal Photography , and @kmgoodsonphotography Makeup: @beautyby.emmichelle Hair: @hairspiration.bymace Class instructor 2022: Karen Bagley Class instructor 2023: @bethany.ellen ShutterFest by: @salcincotta and @_alissacincotta Location: @unionstationstl #maternityphotoshoot #maternityfashion #maternityphotography #stlmodel #stlmodeling #stlmodelingnetwork #stlouismodel #stlouismodels #stlouismodeling #saintlouismodel #saintlouismodels #saintlouismodeling #shutterfest #shutterfestmodel #shutterfest23 #shutterfest2023 #shutterfest2022 #shutterfest22 #maternityshoot #maternity #pregnancy #pregnant #internationaldayoftheunbornchild #dayoftheunbornchild #shutterfeststl #unbornchildren #unbornchild #fakebelly @maternityaroundtheworld @maternitypics @maternityphotos @maternityoutfit_inspo @maternityoutfit @the.beauty.of.pregnant @pregnantinspiration @pregnant_looks @pregoutfits @pregnancyandbabyinspo @preggooftheday @maternityinspo @pregnantoutfit @petitepreggo @fashion.pregnancy @pregnancyjourney_ @pregnantlifestyle_ @inspirepregnancy @pregnantpicturesandvideos @maternity_insta.ig @maternityinspodaily (at Worldwide) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqNwCNKurcL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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testiwol · 2 years
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I have a right to be born
#unborn #unbornchild #unbornbaby #unbornrightsarehumanrights #savechild
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anuraghospital · 2 years
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The International Day of the Unborn Child celebrates the joy of a new life and the hope every child represents for the future. In addition, we reaffirm our commitment to protecting the rights of every child from conception to adulthood. Children are precious gifts, deserving of love, care, and protection.
#internationaldayoftheunbornchild#unbornchild#specialdays2023#march252023#worldunbornchildday#childday
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edensrainbow · 5 years
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fuzzbitch999-blog · 5 years
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brijeshtiwaripune · 2 years
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Texas Woman Fights Traffic Ticket, Claims Unborn Child Should Be Tallied As Person
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A woman in Texas, the United States, used the Roe v Wade decision to argue that the fetus inside her should be handled as a person while fighting a traffic ticket for driving in the car-pool lane. Ms Bottone was 34 weeks pregnant at the time. According to The Dallas Morning News, Brandy Bottone was driving on US Highway 75 to the Interstate 635 West interaction on June 29 when she received the parking ticket. Ms Bottone, of Plano, told the officer that she was carrying "a life," but the officer was not convinced. The woman was 34 weeks pregnant at the time. "I was on my way to pick up my son. I couldn't afford to be late, so I took the HOV (high-occupancy vehicle) lane. There was a security check at the end of the exit as I exited the HOV. I slammed on my brakes and was stopped by police "She told The Dallas Newscast about it. "'Is there anyone else in the car?' inquired an officer. My baby girl is right here, I said, pointing to my stomach. She is a real person. 'Oh, no,' he exclaimed. It has to be two people outside the body.' "She continued. According to the report, the officer was unimpressed, saying, "I don't want to deal with this." Ms Bottone was given a $215 fine, but another officer told her, "if you fight it, it will almost certainly be dropped." "This is making my blood boil. How can this be considered fair? This is a life, as per the new law. Read the full article
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astrologerumesh · 3 years
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International Day of the Unborn Child (25 March)
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International Day of the Unborn Child is observed to commemorate the unborn fetuses as strong refusal to abortion. The event is celebrated on March 25, every year.
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jammiscanstamil · 3 years
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clairenimbus · 3 years
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This Place
I would like to educate the reader about a place worth knowing. This has always been apparent to me—but possibly not yet to you— that this place will frighten you. But before I enlighten you about your future, I would like to mention that what rights you will have here, will be limited. This, I am sure, you will wish, were not the case, although neither you nor I have the power to change this. This turns out quite unfortunately for you, for which I am grateful and believe this will benefit you in the future. I assure you I am not lying to you, for you will not be in the everyday world at this moment in time. Now, you could argue for the right of personal space and suitable living conditions, which I do respect. Unfortunately, I have no control over this. You could also argue about where you are supposed to find sustenance, but I assure you that is provided. I believe this will not concern you at this moment in time. Honestly, you may not even wish to discuss these matters once you get here. Although I apologize if you are in fact concerned about these things for it would make your stay here rather unpleasant.
You might experience claustrophobia and start imagining yourself imprisoned in a capsule that does not allow much freedom at all. You will find yourself aggravated and may wish to communicate with me, only to discover that this is impossible. I myself will not mind this but I will certainly experience your frustration. If you still choose to debate the rights granted to you, this will prove nearly impossible, for you will not yet have an identity. Any effort you make will be irrelevant, when you attempt to try. Instead of dwelling on this, I would rather discuss what will and will not be in this place.
For instance, I know that there will be no boss who demands outlandish requests of you, who thinks your sole purpose is to serve his every whim. Nor a mother who chooses to belittle you until you start belittling yourself. My mother does not care for me the way yours would. There will also be no Prince Charming, who appears to you in an old murky pond as a toad, and with one kiss will turn into your one true love. That does not happen in real life, I should know. There will be no unicorns to identify with, when you can feel the entire weight of the world upon your shoulders and you just want to exist in dreamland. In the real world, those who choose this way of life get labeled as snowflakes, or hypersensitive liberals. In this place there will be no stuffy court room where you are told to stand, nor a chair on which you are told to sit. There will be no judge yelling “Order, order in my court,” as you are forced to answer personal questions that humiliate you, questioning you about whether you are the rightful owner of said amount of money. The judge will not be able to judge your actions or your words because you are of a specific gender. Another point I want to make is that there will be no unfaithful friend, whose only aim is to make you feel dead inside and to secure alliances that will later be destroyed out of mere pettiness. How will you handle this if I cannot handle this myself? How could I bring you here and not think myself guilty for allowing you to experience these issues. Although in this place, unlike the present moment, your life will be a fair representation of how evil humanity can be to those individuals whose only wish is to enjoy the life they have. No one will stare at you as though you do not deserve to live. There will be no people in charge who want to steal your future earnings simply because you  were not born into their idea of what a social structure should be; no demanding individuals who ask more from you than what you can offer, because they believe they do not have enough money for whatever it is they want.
Little one, I would like to physically describe this place to you before you get here. Being nothing but tight hot space constantly engulfing you. For a long time, you will feel comforted by the tightness and the nestled aspect of this place. Though as you mature you will come to despise it as well… only time will tell. Eventually this hot environment will drive you insane and you will want to rip free from its confines. You will want nothing more to do with the once comforting, now-suffocating tightness that is offered. Aside from this there will likely be no company to entertain you, no one there aside from yourself, although you may in fact have a companion in this tight confined space. I hope this is not the case, simply for my benefit alone. You see, this place is so close to my heart I cannot fathom it being unenjoyable for you. I want you to feel as though you belong here and the last thing I want you to experience is this indescribable rush of fear. As the kind individual I am, I will try to offer you peace in this place. Little one, I offer you myself, to coax and guide you in this journey through a new reality that will be all your own. For this is not my reality but yours and yours alone. In this place, there will be no one for you to look up to, no answers to any of your questions, there will be only what I have to offer you. I believe what I am offering you must have value, although that is for you to decide. For I am not you to begin with, and you are most certainly not me. Here, there will be no logistics to rely on and time will be nothing but a simple idea created by humanity. It will not bother you as much as it bothers me. For I must worry about how much time I have, to think about this life I will create for you. I must think about the idea that I don’t have much time left to contemplate. For you are so far away yet so close at the same time: a dream, that could have the ability to come true. You are what I will make into existence. It will seem like a nightmare to you, one in which you will think you might never escape. It will make you feel trapped and constrained, appearing as a prison of sorts. Enclosing you in a place so lacking in everything that you might very well go insane. For this, I apologize, but I have no say in the matter. This place will force you to question a new reality, and whether you should even exist at all. Is it even possible for you to exist? I am not sure. The idea was so strong minutes before as I lay in my bed, wide awake, but now I am not so sure. I know I would like you to exist eventually, you will be the light of my life. But, will you exist is the question. Of all the things this place will do, it will frustrate you, little by little, until you wish to escape this place, which you cannot, or at least not quite yet. Little one, this place you will be in is dark and gloomy, filled with what aids you. This I cannot fully explain for I do not know how this works myself. This place will force you to grow in the physical via your body and in the mental as in your mind, it will supply sustenance, which you will eventually use. Although this sustenance could also become your demise, which I most certainly do not want to explain, and I hope may never be the case. If it is the case, your life in this place will rather quickly become unbearable, and everything will end. All that had started will end with no indication or explanation, though it could also be excruciatingly painful for you, it could mean your destruction in this place that is foreign to you.
In this place, There will be no ideas spinning catastrophically in the recesses of your mind, or emotions slowly destroying you the longer you ruminate on their level of importance to you. These symptoms of anxiety are what I worry about for your sake. If I could have the power to control these symptoms I would because they could be a threat to your health. This anxiety has come from the idea of one person brutal enough to demand the right to control your future. I am aware that this does not quite make sense right now because there is no one who has the power to do this, which is why I am concerned that these anxious thoughts have come about. It also concerns me that I am worrying about a court case and a person both of which do not yet exist. This anxiety relates to a fantasy which might come to affect your health in the future. This is because my health will become your health at some moment in time, and if I am anxious when you are in this place, I will worry about how you will be feeling. Turning your attention back to the matter of this place, it will have no windows or doors for you to escape and there will be no mentor to lead you through this experience. All you will have is your developing mind, which will be miniscule. The little thing you are will not know the answer to anything for a while, for which I apologize, but again I cannot be of help with this. All your questions will be answered at some point soon, although you will have to wait for a very long time. I’m sure you have so many questions you cannot properly form them into words, lacking the mental capacity to do so. I oblige you to try, for it will be amusing to me, in ways that I will keep secret from you. Yes, your presence in this place will be a joy to me. You will be a little thing in this place, which only I know about, though I will not be there. There is one last thing I wish to explain to you, this place which I am bringing you to can be horrible, but if you make the right choices it could be a dream come true. When the time comes you will be brought into this place but for right now you are nothing but a dream. My dream.
A woman in her early thirties sits on the end of a cot in an old warehouse restored as a homeless shelter. Her head is in her hands and all is quiet, if she were to start crying there would be no one there to witness this. Her body is frail and weak, her cheeks are hollowed out and her clothes are ratty with dirt and grime. She sighs heavily and lays back on the cot, closing her eyes.
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brownieshortkek · 3 years
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Pregnancy at 3rd Trimister
Pregnancy at 3rd Trimister
Hello loves. How are you doing today? It seems so much easier in the photos but in reality there are more struggles and more harder that I thought. This is my 2nd pregnancy and my first pregnancy was smooth until the last 3 weeks I gave birth to my eldest daughter. The only thing I diagnosed on my first pregnancy was gestational diabetes. It took me 2 weeks to put my blood sugar down and…
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newscheckz · 3 years
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Senate speaker Kenneth Lusaka under fire for neglecting unborn child
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Senate speaker Kenneth Lusaka under fire for neglecting unborn child
Jobless woman has sued Lusaka for Ksh.25M to cater for her upkeep.
Senate Speaker Kenneth Makelo Lusaka has been sued by a woman seeking Ksh. 200,000 per month in support for her unborn child.
The woman is also seeking an order requiring the Speaker to pay a lump sum amount of Ksh.25 million if he is unable to meet his monthly obligations of Ksh. 200,000.
She alleges that, as the father of the unborn child, he has refused to fulfil his obligation to support her by providing for her and the unborn kid’s necessities.
“That the respondent despite being a man of means, has refused and ignored to take care of the applicants’ pre-natal clinics necessary to ensure the wellbeing of the unborn child perhaps in the hope of stressing the applicant and causing a miscarriage of their unborn child,” reads the court documents.
She claims that she has been dealing with pregnancy difficulties that could endanger her unborn child’s life, and that Lusaka has continually refused his association with her despite the fact that he is well aware that they have been having unprotected carnal knowledge together for years.
“Parties have been having a jolly intimate affair punctuated with several instances unprotected carnal knowledge since the year 2018 up until about two months May 2021 when they disagreed strongly after the applicant disclosed that as a consequence of their unprotected sexual encounters, she had conceived a child,” reads court papers
She claims that because she is currently unemployed, she has been unable to meet the child’s needs, and that Lusaka should be forced to pay a flat payment to cover all the child’s bills in order to prevent further neglect.
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shashiks777 · 4 years
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#InternationalDayOfTheUnbornChild #DayOfTheUnbornChild #UnbornChildDay #UnbornChild (at Creations of Shashikant Sharma) https://www.instagram.com/p/CM05SSmneza/?igshid=s6lf67cav0ce
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brsphotography · 4 years
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“Pregnancy is getting company inside one’s skin.” #maternityphotography #maternityshoot #brsbellies #brsphotography876 ##baby #babybumps #pregnancy #photooftheday #photography #jamaica #matherhood #unbornchild (at Bryan R Smith Photography) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBRhw3ioqSI/?igshid=45887dmxgmxl
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