This is usually the time of year that I start to get restless for spring. The short, cold days and extra long nights just get too much and I can’t wait to run, skip, and jump into a new season.

This year, though, is different. As my last few weeks of pregnancy approach, the instinct to turn inward and savor the winter quiet is getting stronger. My slow, sluggish body is perfectly content to spend the days with cups of tea, kitty cat snuggles, and an utter lack of productivity. This instinct is only helped by the fact that the trains aren’t running into London on the weekends this month so seeing friends or doing things in the city would be a huge effort.

For the first time in my life, I can identify with a bear hibernating through the winter. I have full confidence that spring will arrive in its own time. There’s no need to rush or worry. All that needs to be done now is rest and prepare for the season to come…



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