If you’re a follower of the Church-Hacker on By Common Consent, you may have seen this idea already. But in case you don’t want to read through all the comments on that post, here’s my experience with the idea of implementing a “cry class,” as we called it in my ward.
When we took our first newborn baby to church, we wondered what all the other parents were complaining about. Taking a kid to church is easy! They just sleep right through the whole thing. Then around six months (for us anyway), Monkey started becoming too aware to sleep in the unusual atmosphere of church. The battle to keep him controlled and quiet during meetings was only amplified when he learned how to crawl, and then walk (right into the corner of the Gospel Doctrine teacher’s table). We (or more accurately, my wonderful husband) then spent the next few months tiredly roaming the halls during the last two hours of church, chasing a grouchy or bored toddler, praying that Heavenly Father might hasten the time when he could finally enter nursery at 18 months old and provide some sanity to our Sabbath. (Or at least allow us to nap during Sunday School without interruption.)
This is where the cry class comes in. Continue reading