8.27.2017

a real life sunday morning

You wake up via the jingling of your husband's alarm. It jolts you out of a dream about a high school reunion, which explains the headache and mild stomachache. You take a shower, do your hair, eat breakfast, and try to put your makeup on while fielding 500 repetitive questions from your toddler and remind her not to leave her snack on the toilet.

The car starts making a few strange noises on the way to church. You and your husband try to guess what's causing it, which leads to a difference of opinions, which leads to bad moods and attitudes. Your daughter, very out of character, is talking about the nursery and how excited she is to go. This must be a turning point, you think. The past few weeks of happily playing in the nursery must mean things should be smooth-sailing from here on out. You try to shush her while she says "Mommy, what are you doing?" as loud as can be during the prayers, but she takes great offense at being shushed and then asks even louder. You let her stand on the floor, and before you can stop it, she knocks your mug full of coffee over. It falls backwards off the folding chair and lands upside down in the purse of the woman behind you, drenching everything. "DAMN IT" slips out of your mouth, loudly, before you remember you're in church and the pastor is in the middle of a prayer. Grace upon grace, right?

Your husband runs to the bathroom for paper towels while you, completely mortified, apologize to the woman profusely. She is very kind and gracious about the whole thing, but you want to fall into a hole and die. Your daughter watches her father head toward the bathroom and loudly yells "DADDY'S GOING POTTY!" to a silent congregation. You decide to test out your daughter's new found love of the nursery. As soon as you walk in, she bursts into tears. You take her to her favorite toy, a car she can ride, but nothing cheers her up. She refuses to play or unclench the jaws of life grip she has on your neck.

You and your husband have an agreement that should you not return in 5-10 minutes from the nursery, he has to go rescue you as it can only mean you're being held hostage by a small child. Distracted by the coffee incident, he forgets to come to your aid. The clock keeps ticking and the baby keeps crying. You finally take her back to the service. As soon as you walk through the door, she yells "DADDY? WHERE ARE YOU?" while an emotional man gives his testimony on how the Lord saved him. You trade off, and he takes her back to the nursery instead. It doesn't go well. You spend the rest of the service taking turns keeping her quiet and calm. Even though she is not one to be the center of attention for anyone other than close friends and family, she is as chatty and disruptive as can be.

Things get to the point where you have no choice but to leave early. You get her situated in the carseat and are about to close the door when a bee flies inside the car. You are TERRIFIED of bees, and it acts as though it has no intention of leaving. After many minutes of trying to coax it out and keep it away from the babe, it finally leaves. All three of you drive home in frustrated silence, and as soon as you pull into the neighborhood, the babe falls asleep. It may have been a 30 second nap, but all moms know the chances of a crib nap have completely vanished. By this time, your headache has morphed into a migraine.

They say that a Sunday well spent brings a week of content. Hopefully that doesn't mean that a Sunday of doom brings a week full of gloom.

10 comments:

  1. Oh man. I'm not saying you haven't tried this, but what happens if you just leave her in the nursery and actually just go? Because when we drop R off she gets mad and cries, but almost as soon as she can't see us anymore she's fine. I leave her crying at daycare a lot, but they always say she is totally ok after a minute or two. But obviously I understand it's super hard to leave them like that! I hate doing it. We had a disaster this morning and showed up a half hour late! Why is church so difficult? Must be the devil at work ;)

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    1. They have to come get us almost every time because she won't calm down. But occasionally it works! I didn't have the heart to try it today.

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  2. I'm so sorry! How's your head today? Hopefully the migraine didn't linger.

    Our 2nd week back at church wasn't good either. Cora made it through singing okay, but the moment we sat down she started to fuss and I was forced to walk around with her which only sort of helped. We'll try again next week I guess with a different strategy. Gracie will like the nursery eventually. I used to cry till I was probably 3 or 4. There were certain teachers I was good with, but I know it fought it for a long time. Be consistent, some kids just take longer than others.

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  3. 🙊 I'm sorry yesterday was so hard BUT G baby is the cutest. This story put a smile on my face- I love her and her antics. 😂 Can't wait to see her soon 💖

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    1. Oh it's ok!! James and I were crying laughing last night reliving it all. SHE IS SUCH A RASCAL. Get ready for Saturday!

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  4. Bless you. I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, Jack is on a SOLID nursery strike and it's just not happening. Grace on grace on grace.

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  5. Parker cries every time we drop him in Sunday school, too. Fortunately I can run away and he calms down quickly. We don't even bother going to church when we're out of town, though. The Sunday struggle is real.

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  6. Ugh the Sunday dilemma. Ben has screamed and cried every time we've put him nursery since he's been about 10 months old or so. Sometimes we've even just stayed home because it's so daunting. The last time we dropped him off they had to come and get us in the middle of service because he couldn't calm down. We attempted to keep him in service with us the next Sunday and had the exact thing happen that you guys did lol HE WAS SO CHATTY! lol way more than normal. One of those things that is painful in the moment but pretty funny to remember, once they're sweetly napping and all mischievousness is forgiven ;) I taught Sunday school in our toddler room for the past month and brought Ben with me since he will be moving up there this month in the hopes that he would get used to it. This Sunday will be his first time in there without me, pleas pray lol

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    1. Ahhh I hope it went well! I often feel like I can't do anything/go anywhere that requires childcare because I can never leave her! It's so hard. This too shall pass, right?

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