When a Mother is Spilt Milk
There was a mom who gave birth to a lot of children close together. On the one hand, she felt she needed a break. On the other hand, Hashem had blessed her with all this abundance, all these amazing children. How could she say “Not now” or possibly “Never” to another one?
She and her husband sat down with his rosh yeshiva, and presented their dilemma. The Rosh Yeshiva told the mother, “I hear your conflict, and you are right that every child is a blessing from Hashem. But if you pour a cup of milk, and there’s no glass there to catch it, it’s going to spill all over the floor…”
I heard this story a while back, and found it flying around my mind again this morning in light of yesterday’s post about the sturdy vessel needed to hold all the light and holiness Hashem sends us in the form of mitzvot and children.
The Netivot Shalom explains that we create that holiness-holding vessel through our hard work.
But part of that hard work, I think, is taking care of ourselves so that, in our homes, our floors remain (more or less) milk-free.