Then I came home and for LITERALLY two days cooked, cooked, cooked FOR EMRIE! I made her baby food from all these wonderful things I bought.
This was the day I only made veggies, the day before I only made fruits.
As you can imagine I was so proud of all this wonderful healthy food I had made for her. Plus, I had read that it was important to expose your child to different types and textures of food. I was going to be the best mama around!
Then I went to feed her. It was the Monday night after I spent the whole weekend slaving away in the kitchen for her and I had to rush to a board meeting for work.
Let’s just say that after 45 minutes of trying to prompt her to eat the squash I ended up holding her nose and shoving a spoonful in her mouth when she went to breathe (I am not proud of that, but that just lets you know the state I was in). She immediately spit it all over my clothes and face. She is her mother’s daughter; stubborn and hardheaded.
In my mind I was saying, “You are going to eat this, I am the mom, you are the kid. And besides, you are WAY too young to have an opinion. How do you even know you don’t like this? I know what is good for you!”
Phil came home to me covered in food, Emrie screaming and I literally had to walk out the door for work. On my drive I could not help but feel defeated. A nine month old had beat me.
But then the funniest thing happened. I began to laugh because it hit me…God is probably laughing at ME. God is probably saying, “You think it is tough being her mom, just imagine how hard my job is with you as my daughter!”
No, Emrie still won’t eat half of the veggies I made (although sometimes I am able to sneak some in with her oatmeal, but sometimes she still finds me out), but I learned a valuable lesson and was humbled.
Christ loves me even when I am unlovable, going against His will, being defiant, acting like I know what is best, and being totally flippant about how much he sacrificed for me. HE STILL LOVES ME! I AM STILL HIS DAUGHTER!!!!
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