A Colombian model who is transgender shared a beautiful moment on Instagram recently, where she is seen kissing her husband’s eight-month baby bump. Danna Sultana, who identifies as female though assigned male at birth, is expecting a child with Esteban Landrau, who identifies as male though assigned female at birth.
The couple, deeply in love and boasting a large Instagram following, announced their pregnancy joyfully earlier this year. They revealed that their baby was conceived naturally, as both Danna and Esteban retained their original reproductive organs.
During the eighth month of pregnancy, Esteban experienced what appeared to be contractions, sparking concerns about premature labor. They hurried to the hospital, informing their families, only to find out from doctors that everything was normal for that stage of pregnancy.
Their relief was evident as they returned home to make preparations for their baby’s arrival. In a poignant video shared online, Danna is seen tenderly kissing and caressing Esteban’s baby bump, capturing the excitement and happiness of impending parenthood.
Their updates on social media have garnered widespread support and admiration from their followers, particularly within the transgender community. Comments flooded in, praising their bravery and celebrating the beauty of their journey.
Recently, Danna posted a photo alongside Esteban’s baby bump, expressing anticipation for their baby’s imminent arrival. Their story, marked by love and resilience, continues to uplift and inspire many on social media.
I Took My Fiancé to Visit My Parents — He Ran Out Screaming ‘I Can’t Believe It!’ in the Middle of the Night
I’ve been with my fiancé for six years, and we were supposed to get married next month. But during a visit to my parents, he discovered their secret lifestyle, causing him to question our relationship too.
I’ve been with my fiancé for six years, but we’ve known each other for nine. We were supposed to get married next month, but then everything changed the course of our wedding journey.
We went to visit my parents to introduce him to more of my extended family before the wedding. My parents offered to host us, and we’ve been staying in my old room for the sake of nostalgia.
My fiancé, Adam, wanted to stay at a hotel, but I thought it would be fun to just have him share my old room with me.
“I don’t see why staying in your childhood home is going to change anything,” Adam told me when we were packing for the trip.
“Because it’s going to be my last time with my parents under their roof before I become a married woman. It’s going to be a sentimental moment,” I replied.
“If it gets uncomfortable, I’m just going to check myself into a hotel,” he said casually.
Of course, I didn’t expect what would happen next.
We got to my parents’ home, and everyone was excited to see us. My mother and aunt had cooked up an elaborate meal for us, ready to just sit down at the table and get to know Adam better.
All through dinner, everything went as well as expected, and Adam happily enjoyed having the attention centered around him.
We spent the rest of the week at my grandmother’s house, trying to finish the family visit in the best spirits we could muster. My parents apologized to Adam, but it didn’t matter anymore.
It wasn’t about them. It was about the fact that their actions had triggered my fiancé. On the drive home, Adam and I decided that we wanted to stay together and see where life took us.
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