Okay, so I only let him go for about 45 minutes, but it was still a very sad and difficult day for me. This past Sunday was the first time I ever left Gabe at the church nursery. Fito and I serve there once a month so we know how absolutely loving and wonderful everyone there is, but it was still hard for me to leave him with a stranger and other babies. But we knew that it was time...he's 6 months old already...it's time! It's only once a week for about an hour,
we can do this, I mean
he can do this. I don't know who I'm trying to convince. Needless to say, he did great and didn't even notice I was gone.
Our wonderful church.

Notice that look of fear in my eyes.
The hand-off.
2 comments:
I am very proud of you.
He's never going to forgive you. How could you do it!?
Ha--just kidding. He probably enjoyed taking a break from you!
No, seriously, you have to let go. Remember our kids are not our own. They are on loan--to bless us--from God.
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