{"id":125,"date":"2010-11-09T05:44:00","date_gmt":"2010-11-09T05:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/2010\/11\/discontent-post-in-two-parts-part-ii\/"},"modified":"2018-04-21T17:22:28","modified_gmt":"2018-04-21T17:22:28","slug":"discontent-post-in-two-parts-part-ii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/2010\/11\/discontent-post-in-two-parts-part-ii\/","title":{"rendered":"Discontent: A Post in Two Parts (Part II)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So you may ask, why all the pics of Baby E?&nbsp; Well, they were from that day \u2013 decked out in her little \u201cmonster\u201d fleece from the Gap \u2013 but really everything leads back to her. We\u2019ve been attending a wonderful church here in Frisco called Hope Fellowship.&nbsp; Even have a small group \u2013 everyone is lovely and have young kids and we look forward to getting to know them better. On Sunday Pastor John started a series about Elijah.&nbsp; And oh my gosh \u2013 it was like God was speaking directly to me.&nbsp; It was all about how God uses us in times of strife \u2013 how we don\u2019t always know why things are happening but how God sees the whole picture and how we have to learn total dependence on Him. Going back to Saturday, it was a normal weekend day for us, except that Vann was at my grandmother\u2019s house helping my family with the estate sale.&nbsp; I stayed at home with the girls, and for whatever reason both of them were getting on my LAST nerve.&nbsp; Baby Ella is: cutting multiple teeth, a nightmare in the high chair, seemingly whining ALL the time, and not quite steady on the tile floor, which causes a lot of bumped noggins and a lot of crying. I\u2019m sitting there, feeding her baby food, again, and she\u2019s spitting everything out.&nbsp; Ok, I think, I\u2019ll try some shredded turkey.&nbsp; Or some cheese.&nbsp; Or green beans.&nbsp; Spitting.&nbsp; It.&nbsp; All.&nbsp; Out. \u201cFine!\u201d, I shout at her, \u201cIf you aren\u2019t going to eat anything I give you then you can just go to bed hungry.&nbsp; I really don\u2019t care.\u201d More crying.  Something else to point out: Daylight Savings Time is a gift for all people except parents of young kids.&nbsp; You may think you are getting an extra hour, but nnnnooooooo.&nbsp; Not when your children are up at 6 am. So naps are all screwy and she is seemingly ready for bed and it\u2019s only 5:30 pm.&nbsp; Bedtime isn\u2019t for another hour and a half. Still crying. I\u2019m looking at her as she\u2019s crying and this wave of anger comes over me.&nbsp; I feel out of control.&nbsp; I feel an amazing amount of resentment towards my sweet child and I realize that if I don\u2019t get a moment to cool down \u2013 well, I would never hit my children but let\u2019s just say that I understand how people can get to that place. I plop her in her crib and close the door.&nbsp; She\u2019s out in two seconds. I give Charlie her dinner and tell her that I\u2019m going to go do something upstairs and to eat and I\u2019ll be back. And I barely get up to the playroom before I\u2019m collapsing on the couch with my head in my hands.&nbsp; Screaming in my head \u2013 a deep longing for my child to have some independence.&nbsp;  The soonest Early Childhood Intervention can get out to the house is the day before Thanksgiving.&nbsp; I had called already prior to my episode on Saturday.&nbsp; I\u2019m glad they\u2019re coming.&nbsp; I want to know how she\u2019s doing, eating and all. Look, Ella is a bright and happy baby.&nbsp; She\u2019s super curious and loves to giggle and LOVES her older sister.&nbsp; She plays and picks things up, she does all the things babies her age are doing. Except for feeding herself.&nbsp; Except for clapping.&nbsp; Except for pulling up on anything.&nbsp;  I can\u2019t help that these three things concern me. And in my heart, I am resentful towards my baby.&nbsp; I want to tell her to buck up, to be like other kids her age, to pick up a frickin\u2019 cube of CHEESE for goodness sakes, anything! So back to Elijah, I realized that for whatever reason, this situation with Ella is my Kerith Brook: 1 Kings 17 <\/p>\n<h6>Elijah Announces a Great Drought<\/h6>\n<p>1 Now Elijah the Tishbite, from Tishbe[<a href=\"http:\/\/www.biblegateway.com\/passage\/#fen-NIV-9319a\">a<\/a>] in Gilead, said to Ahab, \u201cAs the LORD, the God of Israel, lives, whom I serve, there will be neither dew nor rain in the next few years except at my word.\u201d  <\/p>\n<h6>Elijah Fed by Ravens<\/h6>\n<p>2 Then the word of the LORD came to Elijah: 3 \u201cLeave here, turn eastward and hide in the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan. 4 You will drink from the brook, and I have directed the ravens to supply you with food there.\u201d  5 So he did what the LORD had told him. He went to the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan, and stayed there. 6 The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook. As Pastor John said, God put Elijah in a place of isolated pain &#8211; he had to have total dependence on Him.&nbsp; God put Elijah in the Kerith Brook.&nbsp; And right now, that\u2019s what I feel.&nbsp; God has me in this place \u2013 He\u2019s trying to teach me something, about myself, about selflessness, about being a mother.&nbsp; And all it feels like right now is a series of isolated pain.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Check out Pastor John\u2019s sermon <a href=\"http:\/\/www.hopefellowship.net\/index.php?src=gendocs&amp;ref=Messages&amp;category=Resources\">here<\/a>. What is your Kerith Brook??   <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So you may ask, why all the pics of Baby E?&nbsp; Well, they were from that day \u2013 decked out in her little \u201cmonster\u201d fleece from the Gap \u2013 but really everything leads back to her. We\u2019ve been attending a wonderful church here in Frisco called Hope Fellowship.&nbsp; Even have a small group \u2013 everyone [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-125","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=125"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1276,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125\/revisions\/1276"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=125"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=125"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=125"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}