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Upon becoming parents, my husband and I were adamant about faithfully attending Sunday school and church every week, especially once our first daughter became mobile. We did love our church, but we also loved the two-hour break it afforded us as tired and worn parents. Each week, we'd drop our daughter off in the nursery and then lament the fact that the couches in our Sunday school room didn't pull out into beds. We loved our daughter and were thrilled to be parents, but holy exhaustion! Our very-mobile child literally left us panting.
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