Today was less than pleasant for the boys at church. We changed times from 9:00 last year to 1:30 this year. It is so hard for my boys because even if they don't nap, they have a "rest" in the middle of the day. I tried to get them to rest early before church, but I think that made it worse because I had to wake up McKay, and Benson didn't even go to sleep. Kimball slept for awhile, but he doesn't necessarily need a nap, so he was fine. Poor McKay was already in a bad mood and is super sensitive about his eyes. Benson literally bumped McKay's eye with a toy car right as the opening prayer started. I managed to get him to stay relatively quiet through the prayer and then a few minutes after the prayer Benson smacked his other eye with the same stupid toy car. Poor McKay just started bawling. I quickly asked the family behind me to keep an eye on the other two and I rushed McKay out. Benson started to follow me, but I didn't know and the family two rows behind us grabbed him. I found Josh in the clerk's office and handed McKay to him and hurried back to find Benson bawling because I had left. Oh brother. So, I left again with Benson. After they were both calm we went back to sacrament meeting. I did my best to keep them occupied and listen to the bishop's talk at the same time. Kimball wanted to draw and so he grabbed the notebook and some markers and as he was turning to sit down again, he smacked McKay in the eye... AGAIN! Poor McKay. Had he been hit anywhere else he probably would have been mad but not hardly whined. Because it was his eyes, he screams and carries on. It was sad, but also embarrassing because we were up and down and out and in, over and over. The ward chorister had asked me to participate in a pop-up choir, and so when I went up to sing Benson had a cow because I walked away from him... so once again, Josh had to take Benson out and McKay followed him crying because he thought Josh was leaving. Well, when it was time to go to primary, he didn't want to go because he is used to having sacrament meeting last. He cried and cried and I ended up taking him to the back of the room to calm him down. He told me his throat hurt, and that he wanted to lay down. I let him lay down for a while until he was ready to go to class. When primary was over, his teacher handed candy out to the children in their class and I guess he saw a big candy bar in her bag and was upset because she wouldn't give it to him. Oh the drama. Anyway, after church the boys were super hungry and even though dinner would be done in 30 minutes, I could barely convince them that they didn't NEED to have yogurt, fruit and a sandwich to "snack" on. Considering the day, you can picture how dinner went. Neither Benson or McKay would eat. After our dinner battle, I was frustrated and annoyed with the boys and I sat down on the couch for a minute. Kimball snuggled next to me and started playing with my hair. My heart melted and I asked if he was my baby. He said he didn't want to be a baby and I reminded him of the book, "Love You Forever" and he wanted me to read it to him. I ended up with all three boys in my lap while I read the sweet book about a mother who gets frustrated during the day with her son, but every night holds him and sings, "I'll love you forever, I 'll like you for always, as long as I'm living my baby you'll be." I started to feel emotional while I was reading it to them because the truth is, as frustrating as days like today at church was, I can't resist holding my boys and telling them how much I love them. I catch myself calling all three of them baby when they are sad or hurt or even when I am just tucking them in at night. I just hope that they know how much I love them and that they will always feel safe with me to share their feelings, emotions, experiences, etc. Sorry if this seems super sappy, but since this blog is my journal, I just wanted to get down how I felt holding my boys and reading to them, "Love You Forever."
6 comments:
I had a day much like that yesterday. We were unfortunately in the front part of church, and my kids were SO naughty. I am so glad I am not alone....and yes, I am with you. After they were all asleep last night...I thought Of how much I truly love them...there is always a second chance next week to be good at church. Thanks for sharing!
I love that book. Thanks for the reminder! We need to have a couples night sometime, or even a girls night. Love ya!
Ditto on the tough day at church, yesterday! You definitely have to have a testimony to stick with bringing your children to a late church meeting schedule and then stay through all three hours! Glad to hear your day ended beautifully...that's what it's all about! Love you so much! Your boys are sure lucky to have such a loving and faithful mommy as you are!
I think every mother totally relates. Thanks for sharing. I love that book too and remind Mason all the time how he is my baby. He informed me yesturday that he didn't need walked to Primary any more-I wanted to cry...my baby is getting too big and too independent!
Had those days and had them end the same.... Those are the days you don't forget.....for two reasons.... It is also the true test of a mother.... You passed with flying colors btw..... Those are the days I know that I really am a good mother, because I can forget the bad and remember the good..
When the worst days happen the thing kids need the most is a few minutes of mom time where we can hug them and tell them we love them. I love those moments when the world seems to stop and nothing matters except those sweet children sitting in our lap.
chandra
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