Blessed to Be a Mom...My 3rd Mother's Day!

Dearest hubby asked me what I wanted for Mother's Day. Considering no gift will ever top the birth of our boys, I responded that I simply wanted to go to service. We have not been to service in some time now, and my heart has really been longing to go. We arrived early, which was a good thing since I was quietly coping with leaving our boys in the hands of someone besides Daniel, Josefina, or mine. The moment of truth was quickly approaching, and I melted down with each kind person in Children's World who assured me they would be fine. We were given numbers for Anthony and Daniel (109 and 113 respectively) and told that should they not be doing well their number would appear behind the pulpit. Anthony immediately ran to play and Daniel followed behind. We slipped out and went to the sanctuary. I forced my eyes not to look up at the board, yet somehow they'd gravitate there. Number 3 lit up. A bit later number 75 lit up. Each time I realized the number wasn't ours, I sighed a huge sigh of relief. And then it appeared...109! We immediately got up from our strategically chosen seats in the last row to fetch our kids. Thankfully there was no huge issue! It was just a wet diaper, and they don't do diapers. We changed them and were considering leaving since they were clearly ready for their nap. The staff welcomed us to go the family room for the remainder of the service. Troopers that we were, we tried but the boys were clearly done. All in all, it wasn't too bad for a first time. We made it through the worship time, the hilarious mother's presentation, blessing for the moms, and the beginning of Matthew 15:31. Note to ourselves: We have to go to the first service; the boys are clearly morning people!
Happy Mother's Day to all you fabulous mammas :)