It was the third night in a row that Abigail was having nightmares, in few weeks the baby in her Abigail's womb worn her off so much that she could barely eat or drink due to the excruciating pain. She was sleeping drenched in sweet. She was wiggling and screaming. Her bump was bloated because her baby grew all of a sudden. She woke up jolting from the nightmares she was having and she climbed to sit on the edge of the bed clenching her fists, trying to bear the strong cramps.
Her bump doubled its size, Abigail's stomach was pulsing and aching so much that she could feel the baby kicking inside her stomach.
She snuggled and covered her belly with her arms tightening around it to refrain from the pain. Her face was pale her cheeks were red and fear had her widening her eyes as if they would pop out of her head. She was concerned she would give birth to the baby anytime or she would fail her pregnancy.
