The gentle spring breeze rustled through the leaves, casting dappled sunlight across the lush garden.
In the center of the garden, a woman sat comfortably on a reclining chair, her eyes focused on her hand.
Her dark brown hair cascading over her shoulders touching the ground below.
Her stomach round and full, a clear sign of the life growing within her.
In her hands, she deftly worked a pair of knitting needles, the soft clacking sounds echoed in the stillness.
she was crafting a small sweater for the little one soon to join their family.
Nearby, a young boy with curly brown hair and sparkling blue eyes played energetically.
His laughter rang out as he chased after a colorful butterfly.
After playing around for a while he grew tired and wandered back to his mother's side.
"Mommy, look at this flower!" he exclaimed, holding up a red rose he plucked.