A time of reflection

Amidst the loads of laundry I'm trying to get done, I have been spending more time in quiet reflection. I am not wanting the crowds of friends or loud places. I sit in quiet feeling the little one kick, writing in the journal I have for her, concentrating on how my body feels and the changes that are occurring.

This is a time of waiting, a time of prayer, a time of anticipation, just time...