I came across this magnificent piece of work at the Norton Simon museum in Los Angeles, shortly after the loss of a pregnancy.
I bought a print that now hangs in our bedroom. I used to stare at it, wanting to be that woman...working so hard for her family. Cleaning, cooking and doing laundry. All because she loved them so much.
My husband and I wanted to be parents more than anything. We would cry every time kids came to the door dressed up in cute costumes, for candy, on Halloween. Or clean behind the refrigerator on Christmas day, just to distract ourselves from the loud cry in our hearts of wanting a child.
Not knowing if it would ever be possible, I truly became ok if we were never able to have children. I could still appreciate this piece of art. This lady, who so joyfully serves her family.
God heard the desires of our heart. We now have a beautiful girl & boy. We have gone through the no sleep stage of infancy. The chasing toddler stage. We are now full force in the elementary school stage. Sleep may be more plentiful, but, there are new stages to grow through. Frustrating days. Days when counting to 10 is not effective. Times when we ask ourselves, "what did we do?"
These are the days I need to take some quiet time and gaze at the lady in the picture. She means something more to me now. She is still managing to find the joy in working for her family. Even in times she is not certain she is cut out for the hard emotional work it takes. She will continue to put one foot in front of the other. Doing what needs to be done. Trusting that the final outcome will bring her a deeper joy than she could have ever imagined.