Kiddo has been superly amazingly great in the child care at church. We've only gone the last two weeks after getting our priorities out of whack for the month prior. Anywho.. last week we went to 8am service, requiring me to get my butt out of the bed super early (i'm not a morning person and we are talking 6:30ish) get ready, wake up Kid, get him dressed and presentable (lately he's had crazy bed head, it's cute) then off we go at 7:30am. For some odd, miraculous, maybe Touch of God moment, I submitted my email info to the Hospitality Team table (they serve coffee, tea, cookies, fruit, etc every Sunday in the lobby) and presented the idea (including questions) about serving with their Team in the mornings before the 8am service (meaning ARRIVING at 6am for setup). As for the kid, he did awesome with drop off, just walked right in, and played and got along like a normal, well, civilized, human being. I don't like normals. And so sometime this week, i received the email explaining the details of shifts for the Hospitality Team and came to the conclusion that the only "reasonable", suitable time slot for me to serve would be the 6am shift for setup so we could attend the 8am service, which entails a lesser amount of kids in the child care zone. Good for kiddo. But, me.... If i need to arrive to church at 6am, that requires always leaving 20-30 mins early, which also requires giving myself an hour to get myself and the kid ready to leave the house. Where does my husband play a part on this? Well so far just in support system for the new commitment, because being accountable for my own actions has brought me to conclude that I am sucking as a Christian, and can be way better living with a higher purpose than just my own selfish desires. But my sleep will have to be saved for the rest of the week, i mean there's 6 other nights, right? In this process I will continue praying that my husband will get his butt out of bed and be motivated (not grumpy) with me as well. As for today at church, husband stayed up (grumpy) last night putting the kid to sleep so i could catch up on the Z's. I was tired and i'll be honest, the hubby is really slacking having trouble finding a balance between work and home. I'm trying to be understanding. So that was last night. And today, we got up (me) got ready, woke up kid, gave him milk while i changed his clothing, got him hyped up for going to church (explaining ahead of time helps/prepares him for the moment of dropoff). We got there early, he had a cookie, we walked around, hung out in the kids room, he cried when i had to go, teacher carried him away to pick a dvd to watch (he was the first kid in), and i went into service. I picked him up after and teacher said he PEED with her!!! big step! that was a first he peed with someone other than family!! She didn't bring up anything else, so woo hoo great stay! Cute thing-- his friend from our weekly couples group was also in the room, i hadn't noticed his parents came in just behind me and my little dude was pointing at them and looking at his friend saying "your mommy here". AH so sweet. got a cookie and water on the way out and we left. God is so good Edit: All this "he had a cookie" talk was about my son, not my husband, he didn't get up to go with us this morning. Just to be clear....