I’ve always loved going to church, but it’s become a huge struggle since we realized we were having trouble conceiving.
Our church has announcements up on a big screen before the service starts, and last week they added a new one to let us know about the new “quiet room” for mothers with babies. The slide features a picture of a baby and says, “DO YOU HAVE A CRYING BABY?”
Why, no, I don’t. Thanks for reminding me.
It runs on a timed-loop, so we saw the slide about 10 times before the service started. Despite my husband’s noble attempts to make jokes about it, I felt a knife in my heart each time.
We choose our seats based on where babies are (or aren’t).
We’ve changed seats in the middle of worship because someone holding a baby came and sat in front of us.
I’ve bawled while a baby screamed bloody murder during the sermon.
I’ve boiled with anger when I heard that non-parents weren’t allowed upstairs in the “Kids Church” section. (I understand it’s for security, but it just made me feel even more excluded).
If you’re a church-goer, how do you deal with the reminders and triggers? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments.