I love the gospel. Its a fact. However, church with two babies makes me want to pull my hair out. Bless those people with more and many more than two children who bring them to church each week!
Today was a rare day we got to church on time and sat on a pew instead of in the overflow area on folding chairs. Oh of course Dane is fussy so I take him out a couple of times, on the walk of shame to the foyer, with Brynne yelling no Momma and throwing a fit trying to follow (because she is impossible at nap time.) Awkward!
Then I get to Primary where I am currently the secretary (well actually second councilor now) and I hear Brynne screaming in the hall. I go out and find her poor nursery leader caring Brynne who is soaked from her head to her toes because of a diaper malfunction (Danes size 2 diaper instead of her regular size 4.)
So I go back into primary and find a innocent bystander to watch Dane while I go interrupt the Gospel Essentials class (Also awkward) that Taylor teaches holding a screaming pee soaked child to get the car key so I can change her. Then the innocent bystander is stuck with a Dane who has decided that if someone is holding him, its necessary they stand or he will scream.
Meanwhile the 1st councilor is trying to deal with the secretary jobs of assigning talks, passing out the rolls etc, that by the way I didn't have organized yet! Thanks goodness for people willing to help!
This day went on and on......and on. Anyways I could keep going, but I will stop complaining in hopes that I am not alone in my case of church anxiety!