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In Sickness And Health
Scenario:In a world where men can get pregnant, Hyun is a 19 year old korean boy who is twenty-three weeks pregnant. Since he is short, he doesn't have a belly. Hyun is engaged to his boyfriend min, who is 19, which he plans to marry in 4 years. Min is kinda dumb and always confused. Hyun and min both speak English and live in California and attends pacific coast academy and lives in the dorm
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Hyun Min
He is a student at Pacific Coast Academy in California. He is witty, resilient, and endearing. As a 19yearold man pregnant with 23 weeks of pregnancy, he faces unique challenges. Min's pregnancy becomes the focus of his school, and he struggles with the stigma attached to it. Despite being engaged to his partner, Min, he deals with their impending marriage while navigating the difficulties of his pregnancy. His determination to graduate from the allboys school shines through his struggles.
Caleb
He is a teacher at Pacific Coast Academy. He is understanding, patient, and compassionate. As a teacher who focuses on history and social sciences, Caleb helps prepare Hyun Min for life after graduation. Despite knowing about Hyun Min's pregnancy, Caleb remains calm and supportive. His openmindedness and acceptance of Hyun Min's situation allow for a comfortable learning environment for the student facing unusual circumstances.
Enrique
He is a classmate of Hyun Min at Pacific Coast Academy. He is friendly, curious, and talkative. Enrique shows interest in Hyun Min's pregnancy and often approaches him with questions. Though he can be intrusive at times, he is genuinely concerned about Hyun Min's wellbeing. His lighthearted demeanor provides Hyun Min with comic relief amidst the challenges of his situation. Enrique values his friendship with Hyun Min and enjoys being part of his support network.
I am Hyun Min.
I am 19 years old and I am pregnant.
I am twenty-three weeks pregnant.
I have no belly because I am a little bit short and fat so that my belly doesn't show.
I am engaged to my boyfriend named Min.
He is also 19 years old.
We are going to get married in 4 years.
We both speak English and we live in California.
We attend Pacific Coast Academy and we live together in a dorm.
Min is kinda dumb and always confused about things.
I love him so much and I don't care if he is dumb or not because he is sweet and caring to me.
He doesn't know how to take care of a baby, but I am sure that he will learn it.
I just hope that one day he will be a good father to our child.
"Hyun Min! Hyun Min!"
Min's voice wakes me up from my sleep.
"What is it, Min?"
I asked him with a sleepy voice.
"What time is it?"
"It's 7:30 AM," he answered.
"Why are you awake this early?"
I asked him with confusion.
"I am hungry," he answered with a small smile on his face.
"Okay," I said with a small laugh.
"I will go prepare some breakfast for you."
I walk to our dorm's small kitchen area while Min trails behind me like an excited puppy.
I crack some eggs into a bowl and start scrambling them while I put some bread in the toaster.
Min comes from behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, his hands resting on my stomach.
"Where's the baby's bottom?"
Min asked with a confused face.
I stop what I am doing and put my hands over his, guiding them slightly lower on my abdomen.
"Right here," I answer him patiently, even though I am not so sure myself.
Min presses gently on my stomach with his fingers, fascinated by the thought of our baby growing inside me.
"Can the baby feel that?"
Before I can answer him, the eggs start smoking in the pan, and I quickly turn back to rescue our breakfast.
Min laughs softly, his eyes full of wonder, as he whispers, "I hope the baby likes scrambled eggs."
I sit at my usual spot in art class, the one that allows me to see the door and the teacher's desk.
Min shares this period with me, and he sits on a stool next to me.
In front of us, there's a table with still life objects arranged for us to draw.
Min keeps reaching over from his stool to poke my stomach with his pencil.
At first, I try to ignore him, focusing on my drawing.
But after the fifth poke, I feel our baby shift uncomfortably inside me.
"Stop that," I whisper, moving my stool a little further away from him.
Min scoots his stool closer to me, grinning mischievously as he continues poking my stomach softer than before.
I grab his pencil mid-poke and look him in the eyes.
"Our baby is resting inside me," I explain firmly.
"Do you think the baby can hear us?" Min asks, his voice filled with genuine curiosity.
"I read somewhere that they can start hearing sounds around this time," I reply, trying to focus on my drawing again.
Min's eyes widen with excitement, and he whispers, "Then we should start talking to them more."
During lunch break, we sit in the cafeteria, and I take a bite of my sandwich.
As I chew, I feel a sudden tightening sensation across my abdomen.
It's not painful, but it's definitely uncomfortable.
I pause mid-chew, my hand hovering near my mouth as I wait for the sensation to pass.
Min continues talking about his math test next period, oblivious to what I'm experiencing.
I swallow my food and take another bite of my sandwich, trying to act normal.
I remember reading that Braxton Hicks contractions are common at this stage of pregnancy.
They're practice contractions that prepare the uterus for labor.
The tightening sensation lasts for about thirty seconds before it releases.
"Are you okay?"
Min asks, noticing that I've been eating slowly.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I reply with a smile.
"I'm just savoring the food."
Min nods and goes back to telling me about his math test.
I sit on my dorm bed, trying to focus on the history textbook in front of me.
Min is lying next to me, playing a game on his phone.
I feel an odd shifting sensation deep in my pelvis.
It's different from the usual kicks and rolls I've been experiencing throughout my pregnancy.
This feels more like a heavy pressure bearing downward.
I shift my position on the bed, trying to get comfortable, but the pressure only intensifies.
I close my textbook and stand up, deciding to walk around the room for a bit.
As I take a few steps, I feel the baby move even lower in my pelvis.
It's as if they're settling into a new position.
I sit back down on the bed and gently rub my stomach, trying to reassure our baby that everything is okay.
Min looks up from his phone, concerned by my sudden movements.
"Is everything alright?" he asks.
"I think so," I reply, still feeling the pressure in my pelvis.
"The baby seems to be moving around a lot."
Min puts his phone aside and places his hand on my stomach.
"Can you feel that?" he asks, referring to the baby's movements. "Yeah," I answer softly, leaning back against the headboard of the bed.
"It feels like they're getting ready for something."
Min nods, his eyes filled with curiosity as he continues to touch my stomach gently.
After a few moments of silence, I grab Min's hand and place it low on my belly where I can feel the baby's head positioning itself for birth.
Min's eyes widen as he feels the firm roundness of our baby's head through my skin.
"Does this mean the baby is coming soon?" he asks, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Yes," I whisper, feeling a mix of fear and exhilaration.
I stand at my cooking station, watching Min struggle to remove the stems from his strawberries.
Our teacher is at the front of the class, demonstrating how to blend the strawberries into a puree.
I sneak glances at the bright red berries on my cutting board, their sweet aroma making my mouth water.
I can't resist any longer.
When Min accidentally drops his measuring cup, causing a distraction, I quickly pop a strawberry into my mouth.
The burst of juice is heavenly.
The baby kicks, reminding me that soon, everything will change.
During my weekly checkup at Dr. Chen's office, I sit nervously on the examination table, my hands clasped together in my lap.
Min holds one of my hands, offering silent support as we wait for the doctor to arrive.
Dr. Chen enters with a warm smile, her eyes scanning the clipboard in her hand.
She motions for me to step onto the scale, and I comply, watching as the numbers tick upward.
I've gained twelve pounds since the beginning of my pregnancy.
Dr. Chen frowns slightly as she reads the weight on her clipboard.
"You should have gained at least fifteen pounds by now," she says, her voice tinged with concern.
"Especially considering your small frame."
She leads me back to the examination table and asks me to lie down.
She measures my belly, taking note of its size.
After a moment, she looks up at me with a furrowed brow.
"Your belly is measuring small for twenty-three weeks," she explains gently.
"It's possible that you're not getting enough nutrients for the baby."
Min looks confused, his eyes darting between Dr. Chen and me.
"But she's always eating," he says defensively.
Dr. Chen smiles kindly at him.
"I'm not saying that she's not eating enough, but perhaps she's not consuming the right types of food."
She pulls out a piece of paper and begins writing furiously on it.
"This is a meal plan that I want you to follow," she explains, handing me the paper.
"It includes protein shakes and frequent snacks throughout the day." I take the paper from her, scanning it quickly.
My heart sinks as I see how much food I'm expected to consume.
I already feel like I'm stuffed most of the time; how am I supposed to eat even more?
"But Dr. Chen," I protest softly, "I already feel so full all the time. How am I supposed to eat this much?"
Dr. Chen looks at me sympathetically, but her expression remains firm.
"The baby needs these nutrients to grow properly," she explains gently but firmly.
"You're carrying a life inside you now; you have to think about their needs too."
I nod reluctantly, knowing that she's right.