Okay, back to the real world. My honeymoon posts will make guest appearances, but time to snap back to reality!
Today was the first church day I decided to drop Carter off in child care for the duration of mass! Usually Chad and I will sit in the little glass-plated room with a million other rowdy children, but today I took a leap of faith! Driving to church I kept getting nervous, thinking crazy thoughts like, "what if he gets hungry?" "What if he has some massacre-level poop situation?" Ahh! I was going nuts.
Of course, these thoughts were exactly that: nuts! When I brought him in the room full of kids and toys, he reached out to the little group of toddlers, which basically means he wants me to put him the heck down. I said, "okay, Carter, bye-bye, Mommy will be back!" He waved like a good boy and made a bee-line to a tractor truck. Like any mother, it made me a bit sad that he wasn't having a break down because I was leaving him, but then I decided to count my blessings and be happy that my little man was being brave! Lucky me, lucky me!
After church, I was the one making a bee-line: straight to the child care room! I heard him laugh, which made me laugh, and the person in charge of child care (someone I've known my entire life, and who's mom led our girl scout group), told me he did great and didn't cry the entire time. Success!
We have now found our new Sunday routine!