a full BRIDLE on mine. none of this cute little wrist to wrist thing. you could literally pull the kid off the floor; it was a harness contraption.
OMG.... me too!
I can look back on that now and laugh.
DL76
by Dragonlady76 54 Replies latest jw experiences
a full BRIDLE on mine. none of this cute little wrist to wrist thing. you could literally pull the kid off the floor; it was a harness contraption.
OMG.... me too!
I can look back on that now and laugh.
DL76
Meetings were such a waste of time. My kids were ages 3yrs, 1and half, and new born. I spent pretty much the whole time in the bathroom with my kids. Most of the women wanted to help, but only with the new born. I was nursing at the time and basically who really wants to pass around their new baby anyway.
To get to the meeting was nearly impossible, but I did manage to make it at least for the last hour. The sisters use to offer to come and help me get ready, but frankly it felt like they were judging my ability to be responsible enough to get to meetings. Comments were made that we need to respect the meeting arrangement and arrive on time. They also made comments on feeding our children at the meetings(which I always did).
There was one couple(young,ministerial servant,first baby) that had this perfect little baby. She sat on their knee and they had the Bible story book for her and most of the time they just held her hands so she would sit still. Then she turned 1. All hell broke loose. The mom would say " I don't know what happened?" I finally offered her some cherrios to help with the little one and she reluctantly took them. Hopefully she started to realize why I did the things I did with my kids.
When the JW started requiring that I go door to door against my husband and said that he will either give in or leave I started to realize that they don't have my families best interest in mind. All they cared about is their agenda and rules. I felt they could KISS MY ASS! if they thought I would sacrifice my family, my kids happiness and my husband for them. Afterall my mom sacrificed our happiness and father for them and made us live through a nightmare for them and to this day she doesn't seem to realize why her kids are a mess. DUH!!
Moanzy
Comments were made that we need to respect the meeting arrangement and arrive on time.
Moanzy,
I remember other women having to endure these disheartening comments, there were a few JW working moms that were either single or had non-believing spouses, these poor souls suffered, you would always see them running in late to the meetings with kids in tow, I could see the look of relief wash over their face when they finally sat down to catch there breath.
These women should not be looked down on for being late, but admired for their tenacity. I doubt many even had time to eat before the meeting.
DL76
Dragonlady,
That is probably the truth. My husband used to shake his head at me as I got the girls ready. I have a friend who used to do this with 5 kids, 2 are twins. Her husband was a drunk and never became a witness. When she finally cracked, the elders and other JW were helping her husband, but doing nothing for her other than to ask her to come to a JC meeting. And to think that the whole cong. had nothing nice to say about her because she left.
When I decided to leave I remember telling my mom that "this religion only works for people who have both the husband and wife in same belief and that it doesn't work for people like us."
I totally feel for any mom's that have had to endure the pain of doing more than is sanely possible.
Moanzy
I have a friend who used to do this with 5 kids, 2 are twins. Her husband was a drunk and never became a witness. When she finally cracked, the elders and other JW were helping her husband, but doing nothing for her other than to ask her to come to a JC meeting. And to think that the whole cong. had nothing nice to say about her because she left.
Heres a good one for you.
In my old cong we had a sister Gloria, she was poor and lived in low income housing w/ her non-dub husband and 3 young daughters.Her husband was not supportive of her new found faith and didn't help her out one bit in helping her with the girls. She worked full time but, always tried to make the meetings, sometimes she was late, but at least she got there with all 3 girls in tow. Her husband repayed her by cheating on her several times and hitting her at least once to my knowledge. Her husband didn't want anything to do with dubs and would not accept a study, I was very close to the daughters and they told me their dad was a cheating jerk and made their mom's life hell. I remember how I once saw her looking sad during one of the infidelity episodes, she was advised by the elders to try and save her marriage, she carried on as best she could, her youngest daughter became a big problem, she even got knocked up at 14. Well finally this poor lady snapped, had an affair and left his no good ass, she was df'd of course and the girls had to stay with good old dad since mom was df'd. Shortly after this, maybe within 2 years I think, the dad fell in love with a recently and I mean RECENTLY widowed dub sister that lived across the street from him, well he quickly took to studying and got himself baptized and then married the widow. My mom says he is still a dub in good standing within the congo, and Gloria's still df'd. But all I can think of is the irony in all those years of dub bashing only to become one himself. Poor Gloria.
DL76....what a disgusting pig.....i hope his life in JDubville treats him well..NOT!!!...maybe his new wife will tire of him and cheat on him. (what goes around, comes around)....I feel for the ex-wife. A little TOO ironic, I think.
Delilah
I hated not being able to let my babies be babies. I was encouraged to take them to the bathroom or hallway and spank them because they didn't want to act like statues. Makes me feel like crap when I think about it. No one tells me how to raise my own kids, but I listened to them during that time. I always felt like I could never do enough to serve them. I've always worked full time and as we know, being a parent is a full time job on top of that.
Not to mention the snotty attitudes from high and mighty bitches who implied that I should have my kids completely under control with no problems during the meeting ("train them!"). And if I didn't, I felt the auora of, "well, we're waiting for the new system to have children" was lingering most of the time.
I would cry trying to rush out and be on time, cry at the kh because they wouldn't behave be statues, and finally, once I got home, I was a hysterical mess in bed for the rest of the afternoon. After all, I wasn't baptized, so we were doomed since Armegeddon could happen any second.
I know one thing....a huge weight was lifted after I stopped attending the kh.
Jul 5, 2005 | ||
When I decided to leave I remember telling my mom that "this religion only works for people who have both the husband and wife in same belief and that it doesn't work for people like us." |
I grew to feel the same way.
I doubt many even had time to eat before the meeting.
We didn't. Can't count how many times my kids were hungry on top of everything else.
This is one of the truest saddest threads.
Its ashame people are weeded out of a religion because of not being able to have children sit in an unrealistic setting three times a week over and over and over.
I had 5 kids...........crap I never heard a thing when i first started. I always said If I had time to really listen I would not have kept going for so long.
When you go and keep longing for your life to be different, when you can clearly see that you don't fit in, when they tell you it will work if you have the right heart condition, what a constant negative message. To always feel like a failure, even motherhood.
Kids that can sit like that in a meeting, not move, not make a sound, are the ones I am scared of.
purps
delilah,
He and the new wife were great gossip for all the kh harpies.
The new wife's husband had just died, horribly. The man and his 15yo son were working on the car in their driveway and the dad was in front, the son accidentaly hit the gas and pinned his dad between the car and the house severing his legs from about the knees down, lot's of blood loss, It was awful, he died and the wife couldn't afford the house and had to sell it, she then went to live in housing, across the street from Gloria's ex-husband. They met, courted and married just shy of the man's 1 year death anniversarry.. These are the people that will supposedly survive armageddon and make it to paradise.
DL76