Her bare feet curled and stretched pleasantly against the cool floor as she measured , sifted , stirred . She was sixteen weeks pregnant and brimful of a delicious , private joy . Her body felt lush and promissory as the dark soil of a river delta . That he would knock on her door now seemed to make an odd sort of sense .

Question: Why is the narrator staring at the woman ?
They are marveling at her pending motherhood .