Last Sunday, Riley and I decided that it was time to take that leap of faith, and take Chloe to church. I had two major feelings running through my mind: nervous, because she's so little and church can be a breading ground for germs, and excited, because I was dying to show her off and also have a good excuse to put her in this cute red dress. I thought she looked like the cutest little valentine and Riley said she looked like a monk. Either way, she was adorable.
I found it really hard to enjoy sacrament meeting. Any time someone coughed or sneezed, I took a metal note to make sure that they didn't come near my baby. Psycho? Maybe just a little bit.
Chloe did pretty well at church. She only screamed for a few minutes during the opening hymn before Riley took her out. We had several ward members come up to us afterwards and say that they knew the Nays were back at church when they heard that tiny baby screaming. I know I shouldn't be, but I was a little embarrassed. Sunday school was awesome, Chloe slept right through the hour block and on through most of Relief Society. She made it all the way until 15 minutes before church was out before she started screaming because she was hungry. I was really hoping and praying that she would hold out, but no- she was hungry and wanted to eat NOW! To make matters worse, the relief society room and the mother's lounge are on opposite sides of the church. So, I had to haul my screaming baby down the hall, letting the whole ward know that my baby was hungry. I was very grateful when church was finally over and we could head home. All in all, she did a great job, and was a good sport at getting so much attention from all of our friends in the ward.
Her cheeks are getting so chubby!