Day of Rest?

Do you love Sunday’s? I used to. It used to be my favorite day of the week. I loved waking up and being lazy, listening to church music and making it a “different day”.

When I was growing up, my parents did a great job of making Sunday a different day. I could tell a difference; I could feel a difference.

Now that I have children it has become one of my least favorite days.

I know, right? I should duck my head and prepare for the lightening to strike. But, sadly, it’s true.

When I was single and newly married it truly was a day of rest. I would go to church, come home, eat a little and then slumber. How can you argue with that? I loved everything about Sundays.

Now? Not so much.

I find myself wondering if my parents felt this way. Is this what it means when they say “you’ve grown up?”

Cause if so, I don’t like it.

I have to nag and argue with kids to get them up and ready for 9am services. Then I wrestle with the baby during services. We have a very worn path around the halls and I know which drinking fountains will offer the most entertainment. I spend more time in the halls fighting with children than I actually do in the classes worshiping.

It seems like it is the one day of the week where my children argue more than any other day. No matter how hard I try to prepare for Sunday and have the Spirit in our home, it seems like it is just. that. far. out of my grasp.

Drifting off into slumber land now is a risky venture because you never know if you might end up being tied to the bed being held hostage for Twinkies when you wake up.

On Sundays I hear myself saying more than any other day “You guys are driving me crazy” and then my spouse responds with how it’s a short drive. My nerves seem to be {thisclose} to cracking.

I hear people talk about Sunday’s being their favorite day of the week and I wonder why? Do their kids not argue? Do they really sit around all day holding hands singing Kumbaya? Or are they like me and wish they had a recording of Tibetan Monks chanting “Leave your siblings alone and please take your clothes off in your room?”

I want to find the serenity that Sunday’s are supposed to offer. I want to feel relaxed at the end of the day, not grumpy and thankful that everyone is heading off to school the next day.

Is it me? Probably.

Or is it the phase of life I am in? Probably.

I just know that I wish I could say that I love Sunday’s, but I can’t.

Maybe when my kids are all grown and gone I will find the serenity that Sunday’s are supposed to offer me. But not today.

Now, please excuse me. I have to go.

The kids are tying the dog up with ribbons and I think I smell something burning. I hope its outside and NOT inside.

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Tell us in the comments how you make Sunday a day of rest. 

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  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/17076949306429728667 Kendra

    I 100% agree. Things got slightly better when my child went to nursery, but now we’ve added another baby to the mix. I definitely feel like more time is spent in the hallway than in classes. And getting my toddler to understand the importance of prayer or sacrament or anything else sometimes feels near impossible. So yeah, I got nothing for you….for now. Ask me in about 20 years when all my kids are grown. ;)

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/07452743189279906648 Robbie

    I complained to my mother that I wasn’t getting anything out of the meetings because I was wrestling kids. she reminded me that at this phase in our lives, its about being obedience, and teaching our kids to attend meetings. We get to listen later!!! We also have a running joke at our house…Sunday’s day of rest equals Monday’s clean up the mess. I think more of us are in that same boat than are willing to let on.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343533897787979118 Lauren

    Saturday is my favorite day because we get to spend it together with family without pressure. We have church that starts at 1pm, which is normally nap/quiet time for my three young children. So sac mtg is pretty much torture and a good portion is spent out in the space between the double entry way doors because it muffles the screaming. We’ve skipped the first hour many times this year because I refuse to wake the two year old from his nap, knowing the misery he will impart on us the rest of the day because that child NEEDS his daytime sleep. I have hopes that when we switch to 9am church after the new year that sac mtg will become a more positive experience. This is my season, and I’ll have many Sundays later in life to sit quietly.

  • Lauren

    Saturday
    is my favorite day because we get to spend it together with family
    without pressure. We have church that starts at 1pm, which is normally
    nap/quiet time for my three young children. So sac mtg is pretty much
    torture and a good portion is spent out in the space between the double
    entry way doors because it muffles the screaming. We’ve skipped the
    first hour many times this year because I refuse to wake the two year
    old from his nap, knowing the misery he will impart on us the rest of
    the day because that child NEEDS his daytime sleep. I have hopes that
    when we switch to 9am church after the new year that sac mtg will become
    a more positive experience. This is my season, and I’ll have many
    Sundays later in life to sit quietly.

  • Robbie

    I
    complained to my mother that I wasn’t getting anything out of the
    meetings because I was wrestling kids. she reminded me that at this
    phase in our lives, its about being obedience, and teaching our kids to
    attend meetings. We get to listen later!!! We also have a running joke
    at our house…Sunday’s day of rest equals Monday’s clean up the mess.
    I think more of us are in that same boat than are willing to let on.

  • Kendra

    I 100% agree. Things got slightly better when my child went to nursery,
    but now we’ve added another baby to the mix. I definitely feel like more
    time is spent in the hallway than in classes. And getting my toddler to
    understand the importance of prayer or sacrament or anything else
    sometimes feels near impossible. So yeah, I got nothing for you….for
    now. Ask me in about 20 years when all my kids are grown. ;)

  • A Tired Mom

    I’m totally with you. Sunday might just be my least restful day. But it is getting easier. The 8yo is easier than the 6yo who is easier than the 3yo and 1yo. I have faith that someday it will be more restful, but for the next few years we just have to power through and teach them what is appropriate. Hang in there!

  • Another tired but grateful mom

    I never respond on these comment sections but I have to say, I am so in this spot too. I am running from sun up to sun down. Trying to get everyone up fed dressed and out the door on time…enough said. Running primary…rather running in primary the whole time. Then the real fun begins at home. I think its totally normal to feel this way. I always tell myself there is a time and a season for all things, and this is our season of crazy Sundays. The important thing is we are taking our children to the right place to learn correct principles. Even though when they get home they are at each others’ throats with cabin fever. Yes my children can get that in just one afternoon. I KNOW one day I will miss them all so terribly when they have all left the house, that I would give anything to have one more crazy Sunday. As far as getting a little rest, I still lay down, hardly ever fall asleep but just lay down. And yes every room in the house has been destroyed or turned into “forts”. I always laugh when people make comments on how cute the five of them come into church and for a moment reverently sit. I always say if you could only have seen the wailing and gnashing of teeth trying to get here:)

  • Whitney

    I have to add my own perspective here. Everyone has their own trials. We are currently going through infertility, have been for 2 years now, and church can be very hard. Every newborn, every crying kid, every parent who gets impatient can trigger me to cry some Sundays. Other Sunday are fantastic (my husband and I are in the Primary). We all have our own hard times and I would agree with the other comments here. I’m sorry Sundays have been hard, they are hard for me too, but this is just a short time in my life and in your children’s lives. Things will get easier!

  • walton3

    So glad someone else has the same problem as me! Sundays are a struggle, heightened by the fact that I sit alone on our bench with our 5 because my husband is in the bishopric. It’s another day with kids for me, only worse than a regular weekday because we don’t go anywhere or play outside! And I ALWAYS get a headache on Sunday. Why???? But, with that said, there are parts I enjoy. One solution to reverent children in church is I don’t bring a lot of entertainment, I expect them to sit. I bring a couple of books for the 3 year old. We also started sitting on the very front row, right in front of Daddy. That seems to help a lot. As for a relaxing Sunday at home, maybe someday….. LOL

  • Been there

    One big thing that helped me was to realize that I needed to make the halls less fun than the chapel/class. So, if we go out of the chapel, it is to time out. Of course, this is depending on the age of your kids, but I started it at 18 months. I know everyone is different, but it seems to work for our kids. Good luck! Tied up and held hostage for Twinkies, haha. Love it!