11 Characters That Were Pregnant in Real Life, and What Their Babies Look Like Today

Participating in the filming of a series or movie is hard work since celebrities have to get into the skin of their characters to achieve an authentic interpretation. But that doesn’t mean that actors don’t have real lives behind the scenes. Sometimes, actresses decide to become mothers and already have contracts with production companies. This presents a challenge for them, because of their pregnancy, and for the filmmakers who have to decide whether to incorporate the belly into the plot or simply let the actress cover her belly.

Bright Side made a list of 11 celebrities who played during pregnancy (some of them had to hide their belly) and is revealing what these kids that made things complicated for their mothers and producers look like today.

1. Julia Louis-Dreyfus in Seinfeld

During the shooting of the third season of the popular sitcom, Seinfeld, Julia Louis-Dreyfus became pregnant with her first child, Henry Hall. Baby Henry was born in July of 1992. However, the actress’s pregnancy was never really a problem for the producers of the series. The simple solution writers came up with was to put her character, Elaine, in baggy clothes and any large garments to hide her belly. Henry is currently 29 years old.

2. Claire Danes in Homeland

You probably know actress Claire Danes because of the amazing performance she delivered as the CIA agent, Carrie Mathison, in the television series, Homeland. However, what’s not often talked about is the fact that she was 8 months pregnant when she completed the filming of the second season. Her pregnancy could not be introduced in the plot due to her character, so they decided to use digital retouching to hide her belly. Her son, Cyrus, was born in December 2012, and he’s now 9 years old.

3. Ellen Pompeo in Grey’s Anatomy

During the filming of the sixth season of one of the most popular drama series ever created, Grey’s Anatomy, producers decided to hide Ellen Pompeo’s pregnancy from the cameras. This was done because, for the writers, this was not the right time for her character, Dr. Meredith, to have a baby, and they wanted to keep that for a later moment. In September 2009, Stella Luna, now 12 years old, was born.

4. Zooey Deschanel in New Girl

Zooey Deschanel was 7 months pregnant when season 5 of the hit series, New Girl,was shot. As you probably remember, the actress had to be momentarily replaced by Megan Fox since producers were only able to hide her belly for no more than a few episodes. Deschanel also had to stay off the series until she returned from postpartum rest. Zooey gave birth to her daughter, Elsie, in August 2015, and today the little girl is 5 years old.

5. Holly Marie Combs in Charmed

Holly Marie Combs, who plays Piper, one of the main characters of the series, Charmed, announced during the shooting of the sixth season that she was pregnant. The producers thought it was better to hide her pregnancy at first. However, after a while, they decided that it was better for her character to actually have a child in the story as well. Apparently, Piper’s pregnancy was planned before the actress knew she was expecting a baby, so that came in handy. Combs gave birth to her first child, Finley Arthur, in 2004, and he’s now 17 years old.

6. Amaia Salamanca in Velvet

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Amaia Salamanca’s pregnancy was well-planned when she rejoined the set of Velvet, a show about the compelling Spanish story of a fashion house in Madrid in the late ’50s. Because of this, production had no choice but to make Barbara, her character, pregnant as well. At the age of 28, she gave birth to her first child, a girl named Olivia Varo, in April 2014.

7. Kerry Washington in Scandal

Kerry Washington’s pregnancy happened right in the middle of the shooting of the series, Scandal, in which she played the main character. This unforeseen event forced producers to reduce the number of episodes to hide the actress’s pregnancy that couldn’t fit the schedule of the series. Currently, her daughter, Isabelle, is 7 years old.

8. Kristen Bell in House of Lies

The star of the House of Lies TV series, Kristen Bell, was about 6 months pregnant with her first daughter when the second season of the show was about to be shot. In order to actually film some episodes, the producers had to hire a body double for the scenes in which Bell would have had to show her belly. Her first daughter, Lincoln Bell, is now 8 years old.

9. Cobie Smulders in How I Met Your Mother

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Actress Cobie Smulders brought her character, Robin, to millions of small screens thanks to the sitcom, How I Met Your Mother. After fellow actress Alyson Hannigan told the show-runners that she was pregnant, Cobie Smulders discovered that she was also pregnant and told the producers who had to camouflage both of their pregnancies. To disguise Smulders’ belly, producers asked the costume designers to use garments and objects that could hide her abdomen, and they had the character remain seated for most of the scenes that she appeared in. In May 2009, the actress gave birth to her daughter, Shaelyn.

10. Madonna in Evita

Madonna, also known as the Queen of Pop, made the controversial 1996 film in which she played the wife of Argentinian dictator Juan Domingo Perón, Eva Perón. However, Madonna was pregnant with her daughter, Lourdes Leon, back then. It was because of this that the crew of Evita cleverly used costumes and camera shots so that it was not noticeable that Madonna was pregnant with her eldest daughter who is now 24 years old.

11. Lisa Kudrow in Friends

When Lisa Kudrow played Phoebe Buffay on one of the most famous sitcoms, Friends, she became pregnant. This was right about when they started filming the fourth season. The producers decided to include her pregnancy in the story by having Phoebe lend her womb to her brother to conceive triplets because he and his wife couldn’t have kids on their own. Today, her only son, Julian, is 23 years old.

What is your favorite family series? What do you think of women who work while pregnant?

Preview photo credit Friends / Bright/Kauffman/Crane Productions, and, co-producerlisakudrow / Instagram

My Husband Started Coming Home Smelling like Homemade Pastries – So I Asked My Mom to Follow Him

My husband hates sweets, yet he started coming home smelling like he’d been rolling in cookie dough and pastries. With late nights and flour-covered shirts fueling my suspicions, I braced myself for the worst — only to uncover a truth that brought me to tears.

You ever get a hunch about something, one of those gut feelings that just won’t leave you alone? That’s exactly what happened to me recently, and it set off a chain of events I never saw coming. I’m Kate, 28, and I’ve been married to Luke for almost five years. We’ve had our share of ups and downs, but overall, we’ve been happy. Or at least, I thought we were.

An upset woman | Source: Midjourney

An upset woman | Source: Midjourney

It all started when I noticed something strange. Luke would come home from work smelling like pastries. Not the kind you get from a coffee shop, but the warm, buttery kind that wafts through a kitchen after something’s been baked fresh. It wasn’t every night, but it was often enough that I couldn’t ignore it.

And the weird part? Luke’s never been into sweets. He’s all about staying fit and avoiding carbs. So, of course, my mind went straight to the worst-case scenario: what if some other woman baked him pies? What if he had an affair?

One evening, as Luke hung up his jacket, I caught that familiar scent again. My heart clenched.

A person holding a jacket on a hanger | Source: Pexels

A person holding a jacket on a hanger | Source: Pexels

“Did someone bring donuts to the office?” I asked casually.

“Donuts? No way! I hate donuts!” he said with a shrug, avoiding eye contact.

I watched him walk away, fighting back tears. “You’ve been working late a lot,” I called after him, hating how small my voice sounded. “And you’re just ignoring me these days.”

He paused but didn’t turn around. “Nothing like that, honey. I’m just busy with projects, that’s all.”

A nervous man | Source: Midjourney

A nervous man | Source: Midjourney

“Luke,” I whispered to myself one night, sitting alone in our dim kitchen. “What aren’t you telling me the truth? What are you hiding from me?”

I couldn’t help the suspicions brewing in my mind, and my imagination ran wild. I remembered those romantic comedy scenes where couples baked together, tossing flour at each other, laughing and kissing, and ending up covered in dough and sugar.

One evening, I noticed flour dust on his cuff. Another time, there was a faint chocolate smudge on his collar. He’d brush it off as nothing, but my mind was racing.

A shirt with chocolate stain | Source: Midjourney

A shirt with chocolate stain | Source: Midjourney

Is that what was happening? Was some woman baking for him — or worse, WITH HIM? The thought gnawed at me, but I kept it to myself.

Still, the signs were piling up. He came home later than usual, and his vague explanations only added to my paranoia.

I couldn’t follow him myself because of tight work schedule, so I called the one person I knew would be up for the job: my mom, Linda.

A suspicious woman | Source: Midjourney

A suspicious woman | Source: Midjourney

My mom is the queen of sleuthing. Growing up, she could sniff out a lie before you even thought of telling it. And she’s the kind of mom who’d follow me to the ends of the earth if she thought I needed her. When I explained what was going on, she didn’t hesitate.

“You want me to follow him?” she asked, her eyebrows shooting up.

I collapsed into her arms, finally letting out the sobs I’d been holding back for weeks. “I’m scared, Mom. Something’s wrong, I can feel it.”

She held me tight, stroking my hair like she did when I was little. “Oh, sweetheart. Marriage isn’t always easy, is it?”

A senior woman with a serious look etched on her face | Source: Midjourney

A senior woman with a serious look etched on her face | Source: Midjourney

“What if —” I choked out, “what if he doesn’t love me anymore?”

“Listen to me,” Mom said firmly, pulling back to look me in the eyes. “That man adores you. I’ve seen it since the day he first walked into our house. But if something’s wrong, we’ll figure it out together.”

“Yes,” I said, biting my lip. “I just… I need to know what’s going on, Mom.”

“Don’t worry, honey. I’ll figure it out. No man is going to pull one over on my daughter.”

The plan was simple. Mom would follow Luke discreetly for a few days after work to figure out where he was going.

A woman lost in deep thought | Source: Midjourney

A woman lost in deep thought | Source: Midjourney

For the next few days, Mom tailed Luke after work, keeping me updated. Each night, I’d pace our bedroom, jumping every time my phone buzzed.

“Still at the building on Fifth Street,” she’d text. “Lights on inside.”

A few days later, she came home in the evening, and her eyes were red, like she had been crying.

“Mom, what is it?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Is he cheating?”

She looked at me and said, “Honey, you’d better sit down, because the truth is not what you thought. It’s going to shock you.”

“What do you mean?”

A senior woman looking at someone | Source: Midjourney

A senior woman looking at someone | Source: Midjourney

Her grip tightened. “Remember when you were little, and you used to think monsters lived under your bed?”

I frowned, confused. “Yes?”

“And remember how relieved you were when we turned on the lights and found nothing but your old stuffed animals?”

“Mom, please,” I begged. “Just tell me.”

She took a deep breath before continuing. “This is something similar. I found out through one of Luke’s friends at the baking class. He’s been taking baking lessons. Every week.”

“BAKING CLASSES?” I repeated, blinking in disbelief. “LUKE? Why?”

Cropped shot of a man baking a cake | Source: Pexels

Cropped shot of a man baking a cake | Source: Pexels

Mom’s voice softened. “It’s about his grandmother.”

I knew Luke had been close to his grandmother, who passed away last year. She’d been the heart of his family, but he rarely talked about her.

“It seems that before she died,” Mom explained, “she made him promise three things.”

I leaned forward, desperate for answers. “What promises?”

Mom smiled gently. “First, she asked him to carry on their family tradition of baking something every Sunday as a gesture of love. Her husband had done it for her their entire marriage, and she wanted Luke to do the same for you.”

A man decorating a cake | Source: Pexels

A man decorating a cake | Source: Pexels

“Oh God,” I whispered, memories flooding back. “The way he looked at her funeral, when they brought out her recipe box…”

“Second,” Mom continued, “she asked him to create a family tree for your children, so they’d always know where they came from. She didn’t want her legacy to be forgotten.”

I nodded, my throat tight.

“And third, she asked him to collect family photos every year and add funny captions to them. She believed laughter was the glue that held families together.”

A photo album | Source: Unsplash

A photo album | Source: Unsplash

“He’s been working on an album,” I whispered, remembering the recent times I’d caught him quickly hiding something in his desk drawer. “I thought… I thought they were love letters to someone else until seeing those pictures.”

By the time Mom finished, tears prickled my eyes. While I’d been imagining the worst, Luke had been honoring his grandmother’s wishes in the most thoughtful way possible.

“Kate,” Mom said, her voice breaking, “he wasn’t hiding something bad. He was trying to surprise you with something beautiful.”

The truth stung, and I was ashamed of myself for jumping to conclusions.

An anxious woman | Source: Midjourney

An anxious woman | Source: Midjourney

When Luke came home that evening, I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Luke, we need to talk.”

He froze, his face paling. “What’s wrong?”

“I know about the baking classes,” I said, tears welling up.

His eyes widened. “You… you do? How?”

“I asked my mom to follow you,” I confessed, barely able to meet his gaze.

“You did what?”

A shocked man | Source: Midjourney

A shocked man | Source: Midjourney

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my hands shaking. “I didn’t know what else to do. You were so distant, and I thought… I thought you were cheating on me.”

“Kate, no,” he said, rushing to my side. “God, no. I’d never do that to you.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, tears spilling down my cheeks.

He hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t want you to feel like I was doing it because I had to. I wanted it to be a surprise. I wanted to show you how much I love you.”

“But the secrecy,” I sobbed. “Do you know how many nights I lay awake, wondering if you were falling out of love with me?”

A teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney

A teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney

Luke pulled me close, his tears falling into my hair. “Kate, my love for you grows stronger every day. Just like Gran’s recipes – they get better with time and patience.”

I stared at him, overwhelmed by guilt and love all at once. “Luke, you idiot,” I said, laughing through my tears. “Do you have any idea what I’ve been imagining?”

“I can guess,” he said sheepishly. Then, more seriously, “I’m so sorry I worried you. I just wanted to make her proud. To be the kind of husband she always knew I could be.”

“Show me,” I whispered. “Show me everything you’ve been working on.”

An emotional man smiling | Source: Midjourney

An emotional man smiling | Source: Midjourney

Luke led me to his study, where he pulled out a worn leather album. Inside were photographs — dozens of them — each with handwritten captions that made me laugh through my tears. And beside it, a carefully drawn family tree, with space left for our future children.

“There’s one more thing,” he said softly, reaching into his bag. He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper covered in flour stains and pencil marks. “Her apple pie recipe. I’ve been trying to get it right for weeks.”

A week later, Luke finally unveiled his first creation: a slightly lopsided apple pie.

“It’s a little burnt,” he admitted, setting it on the table.

“It’s perfect,” I said, cutting us each a slice.

An apple pie on the table | Source: Midjourney

An apple pie on the table | Source: Midjourney

The moment I tasted it, memories of our wedding day came flooding back – the way his grandmother had hugged me and whispered, “Take care of my boy.” I thought of her now, watching over us, smiling at her grandson’s determination to keep her memory alive.

“Luke,” I said, reaching for his hand. “Your grandmother would be so proud of you.”

His eyes glistened. “Really?”

“Yes. And I’m proud of you too.”

As we sat together, laughing and eating pie, I realized how lucky I was. Luke wasn’t just my husband — he was my partner, my best friend, and the man who’d do anything to make me happy.

A man seated at a dining table and smiling | Source: Midjourney

A man seated at a dining table and smiling | Source: Midjourney

In the end, I learned a very important lesson: love isn’t about grand gestures. It’s about the little things — the smell of fresh pastries, the crinkle of old family photos, and the traditions that remind us what really matters.

That night, as we lay in bed, I whispered, “Promise me something…”

“Anything,” Luke murmured.

“Next time you want to surprise me, maybe just tell me you’re planning a surprise? The mystery was killing me.”

A delighted woman smiling | Source: Midjourney

A delighted woman smiling | Source: Midjourney

He laughed, pulling me closer. “Deal. But only if you promise to be my taste-tester for all my future baking attempts.”

“Even the burnt ones?”

“Especially the burnt ones.”

And as we drifted off to sleep, I could almost smell the sweet aroma of his grandmother’s kitchen, watching over us, blessing our love with the warmth of freshly baked memories.

A classic kitchen | Source: Unsplash

A classic kitchen | Source: Unsplash

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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