Dreamer
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This may be a small story and only the moms out there might understand this testimony. But, remember, God cares about the little things in our lives, as well as the bigger issues.
For a number of months, I've been trying to teach my toddler son to drink out of a cup instead of a bottle. I felt that he was getting too big to use a bottle and that it was hard on his teeth, etc. Also, they won't accept him at the Mom's Day Out unless he is drinking from a cup at his age. So I haven't been getting any "mom's days out".
I begged with my husband to put the bottles away and let Caleb use the sippy cups. For some reason he just wouldn't budge on this issue. Maybe it's because he was in Iraq for the first 6 months of Caleb's life, and didn't get to feed his son a bottle? I don't know.
Anyway, I've been bringing this issue to the Lord a lot. On Friday, Feb. 23 I was praying about many things that afternoon. One of the things I prayed: "Lord, I'm so frustrated at not having the choice to put away the baby bottles! I'm supposed to be the mother around here. Don't I have any choice in anything that goes on in this home?"
When my husband got home from work that evening, he looked at the latest sippy cup I had bought. He touched the top of it and said, "This is nice and soft."
I said, "Caleb likes it and he'll drink from it a little, but then he throws it on the floor and cries for a bottle."
"Let's go to the store and get some more of this brand of sippy cup. Let's put the bottles away," he said.
I started dancing and praising the Lord right there in the kitchen. My husband thought I was crazy. Nope. I'm crazy like a fox. The Lord hears my prayers and He answers.
We went and bought 4 more nine oz. sippy cups (Nuby) with a different color top each. Caleb already drinks from them and I sent the bottles to Sesame Street. I told Caleb that the baby birds needed the bottles. My husband and I walked with Caleb hand in hand to the mailbox out front of the house and hubby stuffed the bag of bottles in the mailbox. Hubby retrieved them as soon as I took Caleb in the house, as the postal service was on their way to deliver the real mail.
For a number of months, I've been trying to teach my toddler son to drink out of a cup instead of a bottle. I felt that he was getting too big to use a bottle and that it was hard on his teeth, etc. Also, they won't accept him at the Mom's Day Out unless he is drinking from a cup at his age. So I haven't been getting any "mom's days out".
I begged with my husband to put the bottles away and let Caleb use the sippy cups. For some reason he just wouldn't budge on this issue. Maybe it's because he was in Iraq for the first 6 months of Caleb's life, and didn't get to feed his son a bottle? I don't know.
Anyway, I've been bringing this issue to the Lord a lot. On Friday, Feb. 23 I was praying about many things that afternoon. One of the things I prayed: "Lord, I'm so frustrated at not having the choice to put away the baby bottles! I'm supposed to be the mother around here. Don't I have any choice in anything that goes on in this home?"
When my husband got home from work that evening, he looked at the latest sippy cup I had bought. He touched the top of it and said, "This is nice and soft."
I said, "Caleb likes it and he'll drink from it a little, but then he throws it on the floor and cries for a bottle."
"Let's go to the store and get some more of this brand of sippy cup. Let's put the bottles away," he said.
I started dancing and praising the Lord right there in the kitchen. My husband thought I was crazy. Nope. I'm crazy like a fox. The Lord hears my prayers and He answers.
We went and bought 4 more nine oz. sippy cups (Nuby) with a different color top each. Caleb already drinks from them and I sent the bottles to Sesame Street. I told Caleb that the baby birds needed the bottles. My husband and I walked with Caleb hand in hand to the mailbox out front of the house and hubby stuffed the bag of bottles in the mailbox. Hubby retrieved them as soon as I took Caleb in the house, as the postal service was on their way to deliver the real mail.
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