Sundays with Two Little Boys

Having you husband work on Sundays and then taking the children to church by yourself for three hours is really hard. Maybe it'd be easier if the children were older or if it wasn't during nap time or if we didn't have Sacrament meeting last. But it's really difficult. Luckily, I at least had the umbrella stroller for Child #2 (1 yr old). So during the second half of Sunday School, I walked the halls with him and he fell asleep right before Sacrament meeting. Then Child #1 (2 yrs) sat pretty still and played and ate. Until about the passing of the Sacrament. So I gave him my phone. I know, I know. I'm not supposed to give them technology. They could learn patience or creativity by being bored or whatever. But it's rough being by yourself. Anyways, then Child #2 woke up. He was good for awhile. and then he wasn't. So the last 10 minutes we spent in the foyer. Which was ROUGH. Child #1 kept running one way or another or outside. and Child #2 was crying. But we lasted until the end!

So church wasn't actually all that bad. I felt good with how it went. But then we got home. and Child #1 would not get out of the car. I was holding #2, but #1 wouldn't get out. But I couldn't put #2 down because, hello, snow everywhere and he's wearing socks. So that wasn't going to work. It seriously took 15 minutes to wrestle #1 out of the car, put his shoe back on, chase him through the parking lot (heart attack), and pull/carry him up the stairs. This is all with #2 in my arms! It was so so so so so stressful getting the boys (ahem, Child #1) inside.

Then he threw a tantrum and won't take a nap. So, whatever. He's watching Sesame Street. He's not crying. He's counting and saying numbers. Meanwhile his brother is taking a nap. At least that much right? and I even ate a filling lunch (taco soup leftovers). ME. I ate a filling lunch. That almost never, ever happens anymore. Because you know, two children who want to eat everything I have. Dorks.

I do love them.

I love Sundays.

I love going to church.

I'm glad my husband is providing for us.

It's rough, difficult and hard sometimes though.

But I DID IT!

I'm teaching my children the importance of Sunday. That we're going to church. That we need to sit quietly and play quietly during the Sacrament meetings. That partaking of the Sacrament is very important. I even studied for the lessons even if I didn't get to participate as much as I'd have liked.

So go me and my mom skills.

"Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it." Proverbs 22:6.