Yesterday was a big milestone, leaving Caleb at the church nursery so his father and I could go back to the sanctuary instead of sitting in the overflow room, which happens to be right next to the nursing room. I didn't check up on him, I stayed in my sit and enjoyed listening to a full message at church again. My heart and my soul needed it. Yes, I missed my baby but he needs me to hear the message so I can teach him about God and His love for us.
Even though I didn't check on him, Sean did and he told him he was just smiling and laughing and then I relaxed a bit more during the remainder of the service. There is nothing like a husband knowing his wife needed reassurance that their baby was happy and getting a few photos from a fellow mom who was in the nursery.
Remember my post on community? This is our community, these are the people we see each Sunday, who watch my child during church, who love on him and pray for him as I do the same for their children.
It is this community that I have come to love, genuinely feel apart of and do life with on a daily basis, not just a once a week on Sunday only. It is this community that we can let our guard down, tell others what is really happening in our life and share what is truly on our hearts.
I'm thankful for the mom who remembered what it was like to leave your child for the first time in the nursery and for the husband who checked up on their son to provide reassurance for his wife.
p.s. overload of Caleb photo lately hashtag sorry not sorry, I just love my kid.