Someone made a comment at church this morning that is still bothering me. I know it was probably meant as a joke considering the situation, and I am trying not to take it too personally, but it continues to eat at me. I was scheduled to help in the nursery this morning, which is great, because I get to hang out with the kiddos. But while I was in there, a newer baby came in and I got to hold him. As I was holding him, Avery bit his toe. I gave her a time-out and she apologized but later, she pinched his cheek warranting another time-out. I was trying to handle the situation the best I knew how, and the other mommies and grandmommies in there were encouraging, saying that she was probably jealous that I was holding another baby. Anyways, one of the other ladies said that I probably shouldn't have any other kids then. I sort of laughed it off, trying not to show that I was offended. But it stabbed me a bit. I doubt she said it to hurt me, and frankly, I've forgotten who it even was who said it. (God's way of helping me to not hold a grudge?) To make things worse, I left the nursery because it was really slow. When I cam back after church to pick Avery up, they said that they had to give Avery some more time-outs for pulling other kids' hair, and scratching their faces. :( Needless to say, we had a disappointing morning.
We ended the night by watching God's fireworks in the sky from inside the house. We got sprinkled on a bit, but other parts of the city got dumped on. We even survived the whole evening without any injuries from our little face-scratcher.
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