The Kid is Alright.

I'm a Pastor Mom now, and Briggs is subsequently (by no choice of his own) a Pastor's Kid.

This reality is a major consideration within my career choice, and it comes with certain implications (in any church, of course, not specifically my present congregation)... Yes, Briggs will receive all sorts of attention from church members, which is absolutely wonderful! 

But it also means:

1. As Briggs ages, he will have many eyes on his development- some of which may be a bit (unintentionally, of course) overly eager, if you catch my drift.

2. Briggs will have to adjust his schedule each Sunday morning to accommodate Mommy's work, with the aforementioned attention cutting into his regular nap time.

3. As we begin a Sunday School program, Briggs will be the rain or shine child in attendance, making him my default "answer-er."  (Can anyone say, "Jesus!")

4. I am already aware of the implications being a Pastor's Kid has for teenagers. Before we know it, Briggs will be testing the waters, adding an interesting dynamic to the "all eyes on Briggs" situation.

5. As the sole baby in church, Briggs is destined to be cherished, spoiled, and held by more adoring adults than the average child.

And despite all these considerations (and after 4 days of more attention than he could imagine during the 4th of July weekend), Briggs slept nearly 14 hours last night, waking up with this smile, letting me know he is going to be alright.

Yes, my dear little one (or as AJ reminded me I often say... "sweet honey child"), you are in for a ride of a lifetime, and your mommy prays that being a pastor's kid only adds to your loveliness.