Welcome to Parenthood

"Welcome to Parenthood" is the title of a new series of posts I'm working on. Chad and I are SUCH new parents. We try so hard but sometimes we still flop.
These posts are dedicated to those flops.
Something that is very important to me is that my kids know that thier dad and I are their brother and sisters in heaven and that we too, are striving, becoming, growing closer to the Savior and making mistakes along the way. I know that for me, that was a pivotal point in my relationship with my parents. I struggled to see them as more than just parents, everyone would always tell me "you're so lucky to have such amazing parents, they're perfect.". Sometimes it made it hard to believe that they knew what I was going through, until i realized that they are still progessing and maybe dont know exactly what to do all the time. It gave me more respect for their decisions and directions. I realized the courage it must take to lead a family and rely fully on the Lord when you don't know what to do. I want that for my children. Honestly, what parent/child relationship wouldnt benifit from one more thing in common?
So kids, here's a "flop" your parents made last week.

 I recently got called to be the Primary Chorister. I haven't been in a primary calling in 5 years so I wanted to sit in for a few weeks to watch and learn the songs before I started leading. That means Chad has Liam the last two hours of Church. I'm sure everyone has the same story, but Liam is pre-nursery and he's been walking/running around for the last 7 months so its close to impossible to get him to sit quietly through 3 full hours of church. Luckily our church time is fantastic. We have sacrament at 8 and Liams normal morning nap time is 9 so about half way through the second hour, he'll fall asleep for about 45 minutes or so if we can hold him just right.
  Chads gotten pretty good at putting him and keeping him asleep so I wasn't hesitant at all turning him over for the last two hours, even though Liam had been a little rambunctious that morning, Chads got it handled, he always does.
 Church ends and I go out to the hall and get stopped by a friend before i can find my boys. Chad comes and taps my shoulder while I'm talking so turn around to see him Liamless.

K:"Where's Liam Sweetheart?"
C:"Oh, he's asleep."

I turned back to my conversation. Sometimes Chad will put a blanket on the floor during priesthood and Liam will fall asleep on the floor. But...he normally picks him up and wakes him after the meetings over?? Why didn't he have him?

K:"wait, where?"
C:"at home."

WWWHHHHHAAAAATTTTT?????????

I totally forget the person I'm talking to and started running, heels and all, to the truck. Chad followed behind me confused.

K: "Chad, you can't leave a baby ALONE in a house and just LEAVE!"
C: "Kayla, the house is 1 minute away, he's asleep? Whats the big deal"
K: "I know but you just dont do that! What if there was a fire? or a break in? or..."

I ran out of stuff to say. As i said the possibilities out loud, they sounded a little far fetched even to a worried mom, but the initials "CPS" kept coming into my mind. I bounced with anxiousness by the truck door, Chad was in no hurry so i waited impatiently for him to walk calmly to the car like a sane person.

On the way home it was quiet and as soon as we pulled up the drive, i jumped out of the car and ran to the door, just to wait some more while chad calmly walked to the door and unlocked it. Liam was fine, asleep just as Chad left him so I said nothing and calmed down a little.

A couple minutes later I just wanted to rationally talk to Chad about why I freaked and how important it is to never leave a child of that age home alone.

I started 'Chad, I just want to make sure you understand where I was coming from..." He stopped me and said, "oh I get it, that's never happening again".

Over the next few days it became something we laughed about. I would tell my family members and Chad would sound like the crazy one so I have to remind them that I wasnt particularly sane in reaction.

We live and learn right?

I love stories like this. I hope all of them end this happy but either way, i want to record them and make sure our kids know. We aren't always right but we're always learning! And we expect the same from you kiddos!