My furbaby saved mine and my son’s life when I was pregnant. I came downstairs in the morning and my usually excitable and cuddly dog sniffed at me and then ran to the corner of the room and wimpered before barking at me non-stop; I headed to the hospital as I was feeling nervous and his reaction had made me feel uneasy and when I got there they rushed to get me induced as I was suffering severely from pre-eclampsia.
With my fist our dog noticed early on. Not sure exactly when but he would not leave my side. He hated being held but always wanted me and me only to hold him.
With my second my cat didn’t really pick up on it till about 7-8 months. She would sleep with me or be on my lap or somewhere near me almost constantly. Once I had the baby she didn’t care anymore lmao.