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
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
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-producer, lisakudrow / Instagram
I Wasn’t Able to Contact My Wife for Weeks — Then My Father-in-Law Called and Said, ‘I Think You Need to Know the Truth’
For nearly two decades, I thought my marriage was unshakable — until one morning, my wife vanished, leaving only a cryptic note. Weeks later, a single phone call revealed a betrayal so deep it changed everything.
I never thought of myself as the kind of man who’d end up abandoned. Not me. Not Adam, a 43-year-old husband, father of three, and steady provider. My life wasn’t perfect, but it was predictable and solid.
For nineteen years, my wife, Sandy, and I built something real together: a home, a family, a life that felt like it could withstand anything.
And then, one morning, she was just… gone.
A thoughtful woman standing on the front porch of her house | Source: Midjourney
It started like any other day. I woke up groggy, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I reached for Sandy’s side of the bed. Empty. That wasn’t too unusual; she was an early riser, always up before me, usually making breakfast or lost in one of her endless projects.
But when I stumbled into the kitchen, there was no fresh coffee, no sizzling bacon, no scribbled note about running errands. Just silence.
That’s when I saw it.
A single piece of paper, folded neatly on the counter.
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I frowned, picked it up, and my stomach clenched the moment I read the words.
“Don’t call me. Don’t go to the police. Just accept it.”
I read it twice. Then again. The words blurred together. My hands felt numb.
What the hell was this? A prank? Some kind of cruel joke?
“Sandy?” I called out, my voice too loud in the still house. No answer.
I checked the bedroom again; her closet was half-empty with drawers yanked open as if she’d packed in a hurry.
That’s when panic sank its claws into me.
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I grabbed my phone and called her. Straight to voicemail. Called again. Same thing.
I texted her: “Sandy, what is this? Where are you? Please, call me.”
Nothing.
Within the hour, I was calling everyone — her friends, her coworkers. No one had seen or heard from her. Then I called her parents.
Bernard, my father-in-law, answered. His voice was careful, too careful.
“Adam, son, maybe she just needed space,” he said, like he was trying to convince himself more than me.
A senior man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“Space?” I repeated. “Bernard, she left a note saying not to call her. That I should just ‘accept it.’ That’s not ‘needing space’—that’s running away.”
A long pause. Then a sigh. “Just… give it some time.”
That’s when I knew he was holding something back.
But what choice did I have? The police refused to help, claiming she was an adult who had left willingly. “No signs of foul play,” they said. “This happens more often than you’d think.”
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Days turned into a week. Then two.
The kids were wrecked.
Seth, my fifteen-year-old, shut down completely; silent, brooding, locking himself in his room for hours. Sarah, sixteen, was angry. At Sandy, at me, at the universe. “She just left?” she’d yell. “Did she even think about us?”
And Alice… God, Alice. Ten years old, still waiting by the front door some nights, hoping her mom would walk through.
“Maybe Mom’s lost,” she whispered one evening as I tucked her in. “Maybe she needs help.”
I forced a smile. “Maybe, sweetheart.”
A man forces a smile while looking at someone | Source: Midjourney
But I didn’t believe it.
I barely slept and spent hours staring at my phone, willing it to ring. And then, one night, three weeks after she disappeared, it finally did.
Not from Sandy.
From Bernard.
It wasn’t a normal call. It was a Facebook video call, something he never did. That alone sent my nerves into overdrive.
I answered immediately. His face filled the screen, lit only by a dim lamp. He looked… haunted.
“Bernard?” I said, heart pounding. “What’s going on?”
He hesitated, rubbed a hand over his face. “Adam… I think you need to know the truth.”
A sad and worried senior man looking at his phone | Source: Midjourney
I froze. “What truth?”
“It’s about Sandy.” His voice dropped to a near whisper. “But before I tell you, you have to promise me something.”
“What?” My pulse roared in my ears. “Bernard, where is she? Is she safe?”
“Promise me first,” he said, his expression unreadable. “Don’t tell Sandy I told you this. She made us swear, but I—” He exhaled shakily. “I couldn’t keep this from you.”
I hesitated. My throat felt tight, like my body already knew the truth before my mind could process it.
“I promise,” I finally said.
A man looks a bit confused yet worried while looking at his phone | Source: Midjourney
Bernard exhaled slowly as if the weight of this secret had been crushing him for weeks. His voice wavered.
“She’s in France,” he said. “With him.”
I frowned. “Him?” The word felt foreign in my mouth. Then, before he could even answer, the realization hit me like a freight train.
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “You don’t mean —”
“Her first love, Jeremy,” Bernard confirmed. “The one from high school. The one she only left behind because he moved to Europe.” His voice was bitter, edged with something I couldn’t quite place. “She told us she’d dreamed of this moment for years.”
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My stomach twisted so violently that I thought I might be sick.
I gripped the phone tighter. “You’re telling me she — planned this?”
Bernard hesitated before answering, his voice strained. “Yes.”
I sat down hard, the air sucked out of my lungs.
“She said she’d be back in six months,” he continued. “She made us swear not to tell you. But I — I just couldn’t keep quiet anymore. You and the kids deserve better than this.”
My hands curled into fists. “She abandoned us.” The words came out hollow, like I couldn’t believe them even as I said them.
A man struggling with hurt and anger | Source: Midjourney
Bernard let out a shaky breath. “I raised her better than this,” he murmured. “Or at least, I thought I did. But she left you. She left her own children. And for what? A fling? A fantasy from when she was seventeen?”
His disgust was palpable. I knew he was struggling with this as much as I was.
A senior man looks hurt and disappointed | Source: Midjourney
He went on, his voice thick with emotion. “At first, I kept her secret because I thought maybe she just needed time. That maybe she’d come to her senses. But when I spoke to her last, she wasn’t talking like someone who regretted her choices. She sounded… happy. Free. As if none of you even existed.”
The words settled over me like a suffocating weight.
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Bernard sighed. “But it’s not just my shame I can’t bear — it’s what she’s done to you, to her children. I won’t let them suffer because of her selfishness. You need to protect them, Adam. And for that, you need to know the truth.”
I pressed my fingers against my temple. My brain felt foggy, my thoughts scattered.
“Do you have proof?” I finally asked.
Silence stretched between us. Then, I saw a new message pop up.
Bernard had sent me a voice recording.
I hesitated, then pressed play.
Sandy’s voice filled the room. Light. Excited.
A woman smiles while looking at her phone | Source: Midjourney
“I feel alive for the first time in years,” she said, practically breathless. “Maybe I’ll stay longer. Maybe another few months. He makes me so happy, Dad. You have to understand.”
My jaw tightened so hard it hurt.
“Understand?” I muttered to myself.
I felt sick. Physically sick.
The woman I had spent almost two decades loving, the mother of my children, had left us for this.
A heartbroken and devastated man | Source: Midjourney
That night, I didn’t sleep. I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the cold, empty space where Sandy used to sit, where she used to sip her coffee in the mornings, where she used to laugh at my terrible jokes.
It was over. All of it.
The next morning, I contacted a lawyer.
I prepared divorce papers.
If she wanted her fresh start, I’d give it to her.
And then — eight months later — she returned.
It happened on a Sunday.
A smiling woman standing outside her house | Source: Midjourney
I had just come home from grocery shopping when I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I didn’t think much of it at first until the knock on the door came.
I opened it, and there she was.
Sandy.
She looked different. Not in a dramatic way, but just… less. Her usual confident posture was gone, replaced with something hesitant, almost fragile.
“Adam,” she breathed, her eyes glassy. “I’m home.”
I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Are you?”
An upset man leans against the doorframe of the front door of his house | Source: Midjourney
Her lips trembled. “Please, can we talk?”
I didn’t invite her in. Instead, I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.
The kids were out with their grandparents; I wasn’t about to let them be blindsided by this.
“Talk,” I said flatly.
Her eyes darted to the ground. “It was a mistake,” she whispered. “I left him.”
I didn’t react.
She swallowed hard. “Please, Adam, let’s fix this.”
I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Fix what?”
She flinched. “Us. Our family. I — I thought you’d wait for me.”
A sad and surprised woman talking to someone | Source: Midjourney
I stared at her, stunned by the sheer audacity of that statement.
“Wait for you?” I repeated. “You planned your escape. You told your father you felt ‘alive’ for the first time in years. You chose this, Sandy. And now that your fantasy crashed and burned, you want to come back?”
Her eyes filled with tears. “I was confused. I — I made a mistake.”
I shook my head. “No. You made a choice. A conscious, selfish choice. You put your happiness above everything else. Above me. Above your own children.“
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A tear slid down her cheek. “Adam, please. I know I messed up. I know I hurt you, but —”
“You didn’t just hurt me,” I cut in. “You destroyed our kids. Seth barely speaks anymore. Sarah doesn’t trust anyone. Alice still waits by the window some nights, thinking you’ll come home. You did that, Sandy. And now you want to waltz back in like none of it happened?”
She sobbed openly now. “I love you. I love them. I just — I lost my way.”
A woman sobs while standing in front of her husband | Source: Midjourney
I exhaled slowly, looking at the woman I once knew and realizing she wasn’t the same person anymore.
And neither was I.
“You lost everything,” I told her.
She blinked, her breath hitching.
I stepped back, reached into my pocket, and pulled out an envelope.
Divorce papers.
She looked down at them, her face crumbling. “No,” she whispered. “Adam, please —”
I shook my head. “You made your choice, Sandy. Now I’m making mine.”
I turned and walked back inside, locking the door behind me.
She was alone.
Just like she had left us.
And I didn’t look back.
A gloomy man sitting alone in his room | Source: Midjourney
Do you think I did the right thing? What would you have done in my place?
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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