We did it!!

Henry made it an entire church service without the nursery workers paging me!  (if you don't know what I'm talking about see separation anxiety post below).  Well....maybe not an entire church service...I picked him up as soon as I could tell the sermon was coming to a close.  Another confession is that I lurked around the hall by the nursery, sat in an empty dark classroom, and then found myself walking outside around the church to the narthex so that I could even listen more closely.  I left the church service after the first two hymns because I just couldn't stomach the anxiety of thinking that Henry was losing it in the nursery, and I needed to know that he was okay.  Thank you all for the many wonderful suggestions and encouragement.  So what did we do? Well we skipped sunday school, put him down for his morning nap later so he would be fresh, packed a bottle of juice for comforting (mostly water--I know...don't give me the speech...he only had a little), and daddy helped with dropping off.  Henry and Dada also spent Saturday morning together picking up chicky breakfast and going to l.owes.  When I picked up Henry, you could tell that the sweet nursery workers were proud of themselves for keeping him happy the whole service (as they should be!).  They told me that he cried right at first when he was dropped off but that they were able to calm him down.  I know it couldn't have taken that long since I was snooping by song #3.  Oh the love I have for this little boy.  I really thought I couldn't possibly love him more when I first held him in my arms but approaching seven months the bond and love is just too much to even put into words.  Not saying this is the end of our nursery/babysitting problems but happy to see some progress!