Back to church

Well these two pics are very different...they document the last two times we have been to church.

This is the Sunday before we had Briggs on that Tuesday May 31. I'm so glad we went that night because we haven't been able to go back until tonight.

Tonight was our first church experience with our little family. Briggs was all decked out and we found us a quiet little spot on the back row.


I just knew it was going to be a piece of cake...his belly was full, sleeping in his seat...no big deal. We got through the music with no problem and when Bart started preaching, we got about 5 minutes in and I saw his little face get all scrunched up, then came the shrill little cry. I yanked that baby up faster than you could say "go". I made it to the nursing room and poor little guy was screaming his head off by then. For those of you who know Briggs, know he doesn't do that often. I couldn't do anything to console him, he was arched back, real tears, couldn't catch his breath...it was hideous. I felt so bad for the two moms in the nursing room b/c I couldn't do anything to get him to stop and they couldn't hear the sermon on the audio feed in the room. After about 15 minutes which felt like 2 hours, he had a big "dirty" and finally settled down, ate, and slept the rest of the night away. After church we went to Publix and dinner. Briggs slept the entire time. Poor little guy. Hate that was his ( and our) first church experience, but at least we made it there and will try again next week with hopefully better success.

But hey...at least I got to sing some songs. It was so great to be there even if it was a little stressful :)