Church with An 8 Month Old

Oversleeping on Sunday mornings is absolutely not allowed. Here is why...

The cub has a very good schedule/routine. He usually wakes up around 7 a.m. We play for a little upstairs just to get the juices going then we head downstairs and have breakfast. We play for a bit and sometimes watch one of the Baby Einstein or Elmo DVDs. Since it is really hot out we also use this time while it is a little cooler to catch some outside time.  Around 9:30 a.m. we have a bottle/snack then he is put down for his early nap. He wakes around 11:00/11:30, has lunch around 12 noon, play for a while, and around 2:30/3:00 he has another snack then he naps. The second nap varies in length but he is always awake before 5:30. Depending on the weather (how hot it is), we go for a stroll or have blanket time outside in the grass. He has dinner around 6:00/6:30. After dinner he plays for a while then he takes a bath and is put to bed for the night before 8:00 p.m. He usually takes another small bottle right before bed but lately his bottle feedings have depended on his mood. He doesn't always take one and sometimes only drink 4-6 ounces. Well, I shared all that to say that he has a definite schedule and rarely likes deviating from it. I never set an alarm on the weekends because I know I will be up by 7 a.m. awakened by the sweet sounds of Antonio babbling. This Sunday, however, the cub decided to sleep until 8 a.m. We have to be out the house by 8:10 a.m. if we expect to make it to the church nursery in time to secure a spot. Staff is limited so they only take so many little ones. Needless to say because of Antonio oversleeping (of course no blame is on the parents) we did not make it in time for the nursery. This means Antonio had to go with us to the sanctuary. This has happened many times before but it becomes more disruptive as he gets older and his ability to sit still and quiet lessen.

First adventure...the lady with the interesting hair.
Once we selected a seat and were settling in, Antonio began to survey the land. His sights fell upon the lady sitting in the row before us. We go to a fairly big church so the sanctuary is designed with stadium seating. This means the lady's head in front of us was prime picking for Antonio's chubby little hands. Before I even realized where his attention was he had leaned forward and was centimeters from a hand full of hair. Of course The Husband and I were quick to pull his hand away and let him know that he can't grab her hair. After providing him with a distraction I took a quick glance at her hair to see what would have made him want to grab it. It was very intriguing and I could understand what would compel him to want to investigate it. I can't quite describe the texture and wanted to touch it myself.

Second adventure...the dumping of items.
So if you have been following my blog you know that the cub thoroughly enjoys music. When the choir is singing he sits perfectly still and enjoys every second of the melody. The moment they finish I believe he is inspired and thus begins his own tune. He can get quite loud so I quickly gave him a toy to silence him and occupy him so I could listen to the sermon. This does not work as well as it used to because Antonio prefers to play with items that are not appropriate nor are they toys. His first item of choice was the church bulletin. The next item was the cell phone which he attempted to throw on the floor. Then he moved to items in his diaper bag of which he would pull out an item, inspect it for 30 seconds, then throw it to the floor. The Husband did a good job at playing catch and keeping the items from rolling under the row in front of us. Eventually, his eyes landed on the cell phone of the gentleman sitting next to me. He swiftly reached for the phone and attempted to take it from the guy's lap. I of course had to apologize. I immediately thought to myself that the cub was anxious from sitting and decided to let him stand and bounce on my lap. Why did I think this? This incited the next adventure.....

Third adventure.....I got to get to that row behind me.
We were actually seated halfway up the aisle. Each aisle breaks halfway up to a walk way that leads out of the sanctuary. The walkway is wide and adorned with sitting chairs for the ushers. As the last row before this walkway, we had a mini wall behind our seats. The mini wall has plexiglass at the top. Antonio loved this. He could see the ushers through the plexiglass and it was just high enough that while standing on my lap he could reach up and hold on to the top of the wall. With pulling up being one of his new joys, he spent a good bit of his time pulling up on the wall and trying to reach the ushers seated behind us.

I'm amazed that I heard the sermon. I told the Husband that I now intend to volunteer one Sunday a month in the nursery to help with the staffing issues. I think every parent that uses the church nursery should do the same. I never fully appreciated their services until this past Sunday.