So, hubby and I have been attempting to go to church on a more regular basis. We used to go every sunday and then when we got married little things kept coming up, like Lincoln had to work and then when we had Milo, it got even harder to go because it takes SOO much preparation to go ANYWHERE with a newborn baby.
Well, the past two Sundays have not worked out so well. We get to church, we last through worship, Milo starts getting distracting so we move to the family room. The family room is the place in CTK (Christ The King) Bellingham where all the noisy and distracting babies are allowed to be, so we think "oh good, he might even have friends to play with." NOPE. Instead we walk into this room, the room meant for all of the crazy distracting babies of CTK and find little ones sitting on the floor by their parents feet, being perfectly quiet and still. Milo walks in (holding mommy and daddy's hands of course) and immediately run after the other quiet and calm babies, trying to play. He crawls from front to back to front to back, stopping by one particular girl to try to push her over, takes off her sock and refuses to share the books I brought to distract him.
After about five minutes in to the actual service, of which I heard tiny phrases like something about the service times changing and the differences between young girls and young boys falling in love, we leave defeated.
On our way out, we stop by to check out the nursery thinking maybe it's a little more play friendly there. The nursery is more of a place for parents to drop off their children so that they can pay attention during church, which makes sense for sure, but I'm barely comfortable with my in-laws watching my son, I don't know how I'm supposed to trust complete strangers! The woman I talk to about the nursery informs me they have a family room if I would like to stay with him, but the nursery is pretty strictly a drop off place of which I would actually need a guest pass to be with my child in. I then explain our incident with the other children and she nods. "They're probably just more calm because they're used to it." USED to it?! I want to scream. Are you serious? As if we never take Milo anywhere? I'm a stay at home mom, so he's not really used to being around other babies considering we don't know very many people where we live that actually have kids, but it's not like he's never been to church, or like he's never seen other people! In fact, if I'm out of the house, he is too. We go on walks almost daily to the park.
Needless to say, I feel like a horrible parent. How else am I supposed to feel thinking about the way all the other parents stare at me in service as my son joyfully yells at the top of his lungs at the sight of another child. Milo has always been a pretty strong willed, hyper, in-love-with-everyone, sort of child. When new people meet him they like to say, "He has a lot of personality." I love that about my child. I am glad that he doesn't just sit and look around, but actually engages in life and with other people. But, when I get looks like the ones I got today, the ones that tell me they're thinking about how out of control my one year old is and begging that I leave with him before it rubs off on their child, what am I supposed to think about my parenting skills? And honestly, I don't really care if people think I'm a bad parent, though it does sting a little. More of what I am concerned with is, how am I ever going to attend another church service again? Anyone else have this problem with their children and have some advice for me?
ALL I WANT TO DO IS GO TO CHURCH!