Not the best day ever... but I'll get over it.

So... Sunday's are usually okay... a little hard with scheduling nap times and Jer gone for a couple hours for his calling... but today takes the cake.  I think I'll blame my hormonalness on being pregnant though... The kids... yeah the ones who've been sick for three weeks and finally got better... woke up and both have coughs and yucky noses... We were called into the Bishops office for a 12:30 appointment...we both thought that Jer was going to be given a new calling.  I mean, after all, I've only had mine for a couple of months and they know I'm having a new baby in a month and a half.  The kids miss their naps... but we made it to our appointment on time.  And I got released as the Young Women's Secretary and called as the Relief Society pianist.  I couldn't believe it!  All their piano players in RS are in the presidency, but I was just put into YW.  I love YW too.  We got out of the interview and I just started to cry.  They said that it's partly because they don't have a pianist for RS and partly because they knew that we had a baby coming soon... but it's ironic because I was pregnant when they called me into the YW in the first place... they had to know this was coming.  My guess is that the primary reason is that the Bishopric meets on Tuesday nights... and so does the youth group.  And Jer ends up staying home with the kids... and often gets calls from the Bishopric saying that he's needed and can't come until I get home.  After church started we had an Ada hitting whoever she could in the face and pretending to be innocent... yes, she got in trouble... Sammy trying to eat my "wedding" ring... the $10 thing that I try to wear because mine doesn't fit my swollen hands right now... Sammy screaming in the lobby for a good 20 minutes... Sammy not being able to handle nursery and being brought to me on my first day back into RS... Sammy screaming his head off when I wouldn't let him help me play the piano for the closing hymn.  Another sister trying to be nice and distract him ends up giving him jelly beans which he's allergic to... finding out that Sammy probably ate some of the popcorn they had in nursery today, which he's allergic to... Sammy crying for daddy until we actually see daddy... then he cries for mommy.  Trying to get Ada to and out of the bathroom in less than 10 minutes... didn't happen... so now I'm at home... kids are finally napping... Jer's doing the tithing count... and I'm eating the worst thing in the world for me... cookie dough... nothing to soothe the soul like sugar, butter, chocolate chips, and good old white flour.  (All four are bad things to eat for PCOS... especially without a protein.)  At least it looks like the day will end better than it started.  Seth, you up for a game?