Sundays

We had a huge attachment breakthrough after church this morning. Normally, when I pick up J. after having left him alone somewhere for awhile, like class or the nursery, he won't come to me. He'll look at me, and then just continue doing whatever he's doing. His face and body language said, "You left, so I found new people. I'm not mad; I'm just here." 

I would have to go get him, take his hand, and he would leave with me without any emotion. But after church this morning I went to the nursery to get the boys. J. was playing with a fire engine on the other side of the room. Once he saw me come in he dropped the fire engine and ran to me! He leaped into my arms and laughed and said, "Ma ma." I was so happy I almost cried! I thought, "He gets it. I'm Mom, I come back, and I'm different from the other adults in the room." I know it doesn't sound like much, but as far as attachment goes, it really was a huge breakthrough! Tonight we go to our small group where he is the best behaved boy in the bunch. Sundays are our favorite days, and we can't wait to share them with Daddy. Timmy, I miss you holding my hand during communion.