Monday, September 19, 2011
This last week was a hard week for me. The novelty of the move wore off and the reality set in. Our first Sunday wasn't so great. I was stuck in Nursery (as usual) and didn't really get to meet anyone except for the lady who was filling in the nursery that day. There is no Nursery leader. I fear this will be my calling. Anyway, we found there to be not many young people other than students at UBC and they're basically YSA's. Maybe a few newly weds. There were two kids in nursery other than Sloan. It was shocking to me. So I was feeling like our luck from Winnipeg had run out and this is going to be hard. Kyle's taking six classes and has started working now. I'm grateful that he has found work so easily, but that means I have to get used to him not being around much. So, I was feeling a little lonely.
This week at church was much much better. We were introduced to the ward (we had to stand up- I hate doing that). After a lot of people came and welcomed us. I brought Sloan to nursery and there was a different person filling in. I was thinking "this is going to be a long two hours." Not long after that though someone came in (I think she's in the primary presidency) and she came and introduced herself. She's the mother of twin girls who are almost 4. Her husband is an electrical engineer. We hit it off right away. We talked for a while. It's amazing how much of a difference it can make- to have someone to talk to! After she left I tried to sneak out of nursery. Sure enough I was barely down the hall and I heard Sloan crying. My new friend (her name is Vanessa) was there and she asked if I minded if he cried it out a bit. I said not at all. She said she would keep an eye on things for me and come get me if needed. And that was it. I got to go to the last bit of Sunday School and relief society. He got over it and was fine. A few more weeks and hopefully the battle will finally be over. Don't get me wrong, I know nursery is a very important and special place to be, and if I was asked to do it, I would say yes and I would do my best. But, because ever since Sloan has been in nursery (June of last year) I have been in there too, I really really appreciate going to Relief Society. It makes such a difference on my spiritual well being. Every time I go, I'm always so touched by the spirit and inspired by the lesson. I leave feeling so rejuvinated and uplifted. In RS this week, a lady I had once talked to before sat with me. She works as a substitute teacher at Adriel's school. We talked for a bit before it started. She's really nice. So, I'm not feeling nearly so down about our new ward. Of course, it's hard being the new person and it will take a while before that wears off.
Things really change when you have a child in school. Suddenly you can't be lazy in the morning. You have to get your children dressed, fed, and yourself dressed and out the door by 8:15. Lunches and snacks need to be prepared, bed heads need to be corrected and teeth need to be brushed. Socks and shoes on. You get the picture. Then I get home and it's quiet. It's just Sloan and I. What is this? This is what it was like to only have one again? My little Sloanie is a monkey though. He still loves to get into trouble. But we have some appreciated one on one time and that's nice for the both of us too.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 1:55 PM