Church Brings Out The Hell In Him

Jason is surprisingly religious. I have my beliefs, but have to admit I am not devout enough to want to attend church every week. Jason is quite the opposite. He had "man weekend" here at the house, literally drank for 48 hours; hung over and all he attended church that Sunday (the kids and I escaped to Falmouth that weekend).

I pray with both my babies every night thanking the powers above for all we have and the love we share;Jay doesn't do that. However, none the less Jason must attend church on Sunday. I think he feels like God will REALLY listen there as opposed to anywhere else.

We have a rambunctious and admittedly too attached 18 month old. We went into church and today the children were allowed to go into the nursery right away as opposed to after the Children's moment. Just for a hint of background I have not ever left Kyle anywhere other than my mothers house and Jays mothers house. So to drop him off in the room was hard. We heard him cry a bit and as much as I wanted to run back down, I conversed with myself and said he will be fine, especially when other kids join him. Today, no other children entered the nursery, and not even 3 minutes into today's service a woman came up requesting one of us go down to soothe him.

Of course he calmed down, but I have NEVER had to deal with him being such a hellion. I had a bigger work out in church lifting and chasing Kyle up and down the stairs and around the building than I probably do all week. One should not break into a sweat during a Sunday service.

Thankfully everyone in our church understood and even tried to help. I was given a "busy bag" for Kyle to play with during the service. Offered paper for him to draw on. I was given full access to all the toys in the nursery. Kyle was not having it. I felt like maybe I was a bad mother for not being able to properly control my 18month old; but then was told by another woman her son was 18 and is still this way. It made me feel better.

I would have thought with Kyle getting older going out and doing things, like shopping or going to church would get easier. Though there are some ups there are some downs...he has a thought, an opinion, a want that is not always in agreement with what I want. I even have to admit we have stolen a toy once. It was not on purpose..we were in Kohl's looking for something. Kyle grabbed a little teether blanket and I walked right out of the store without knowing until I had strapped both babies in the car. I know the right thing would have been to go inside and pay for the toy, but it was raining, I was tired and I just strapped BOTH babies in!

The point is Kyle is getting older and I love it. Even the new challenges sometimes just make me smile and think of new ways to deal. Today at church was not just a day it was an event. Church brought the hell out in him. I can't actually blame church, but I can give a little fault to the powers that be for making him grow up. Ahhhh 18 months rocks!