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Colombian Model Shares Heartwarming Photos of Pregnant Husband

A Colombian transgender model has shared a heartwarming photo on Instagram, kissing her husband’s eight-month baby bump.

Danna Sultana, who was assigned male at birth and now identifies as female, is expecting a baby with Esteban Landrau, who was assigned female at birth but identifies as male.

Earlier this month, Danna delighted her 219,000 Instagram followers with the adorable image, captioned with the hashtag ‘Love Is Love.’

The couple, who conceived naturally as both still have their natural reproductive organs, are eagerly awaiting the arrival of their baby.

At eight months pregnant, Esteban recently experienced what he thought were contractions, prompting a rushed visit to the hospital. Thankfully, doctors reassured them that the symptoms were normal for this stage of pregnancy, especially given the baby’s size, and they returned home to prepare for their son’s arrival.

In a sweet video shared on social media, Danna is seen lovingly kissing and caressing Esteban’s belly as he smiles for the camera.

The couple also shared tender photos of them posing in their garden, announcing that their son will be named Ariel.

Danna posted another touching image on Monday, standing beside Esteban’s baby bump with the caption: ‘We almost have our beloved.’

The joyous pregnancy news was initially announced in February with a picture of the couple beaming at the camera, captioned: ‘Dreams do come true.’

Throughout their journey, Danna and Esteban have received overwhelming support from fans on Instagram, with one follower commenting: ‘They are very beautiful and are giving a lot of courage to thousands of trans couples.’

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