Rinar was assigned a talk for sacrament today. He worked late, late last night to get it ready and overslept this morning. He is supposed to be at church at 6:30 for meetings, but got there an hour later. I was planning on my 2 1/2 month old baby to wake me up, so I didn't set my alarm. At 8:15 I awoke and realized how late it was. I went into the nursery and woke up Eli, even though he had been asleep for about 10 hours (wow, huh?). I woke up the twins and told them to get dressed and then I started feeding Eli. I already had my clothes on so I could hopefully get everyone out the door and to the church on time. The entire time I was nursing Eli my precious six-year olds were fighting non-stop and I was yelling at them non-stop. It is just the way you want to start your sabbath day, right? So, as I was finishing up feeding the baby he did a big poop and I thought that it was lucky that it all stayed in his diaper.
At 8:58 we rushed out the door to get to church and pulled into the parking lot at 9:05 because, of course, I hit every single light on the way there. Then I went into the Sacrament room as they were singing the opening song and saw that Rinar had saved us a bench in the middle that we were sharing with a single mother and her three rambunctious 7, 6, and 5 year old. Rinar was supposed to sit on the rostrum, so I was left basically with all the kids to deal with. I blew my top and was berating him under my breath as I took my seat and was mobbed by the other kids who wanted to see the baby. Then Rinar left me with everyone and then I felt bad for yelling at him, basically right before he was supposed to speak. We ended up sitting in the lobby because Eli got fussy and I couldn't leave my kids unattended with her kids. It was a recipe for disaster. Luckily a nice lady in the ward came out to me and offered to take the twins for the rest of the meeting.
After church, I went to Primary. I was conducting this month and I had no list for talks, no one sitting on the stand to talk, no birthdays to celebrate, no visitors and about 20 minutes to kill before they were supposed to be dismissed for classes. It was my turn to give the spiritual message, but since I was in such a raunchy mood, I was not really qualified to give a spiritual message, so I really didn't know what I was going to do. I muddle my way through it and then we practiced our Mother's Day song a few times. Of course, all the stars aligned so that there was lots of time and no content for me to share with the Primary. Usually we are trying to fit everything in. Yikes, what a nightmare.
Finally, church was done. I had survived and then I looked down at my skirt to see that Eli had pooped on my skirt afterall. A perfect end to a perfect day.
This is Eli with Caleigh. She is three weeks older than him.