Clark's not the only one with a new calling. I'm now a Relief Society teacher.
I think Julia would put it best: "Uh-oh."
People will tell me they are so excited for me to be in this calling, and ask if I'm excited about it, too. Excitement isn't exactly the word that comes to mind. I'm more than a little nervous. At the same time I know that it'll be really good for me, and in that respect, I guess I'm excited. But I can guarantee that one Saturday a month I'll be flipping out because, "I don't know what to say, I don't know how to teach, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO??" And then Sunday evening I'll feel like it went pretty well, and I won't know why I flipped out. But it'll happen again the next month.
I taught a lesson last month as a guest teacher. I guess it was more of an audition, and I guess I passed. But that lesson was on Elijah and the Sealing Power. That is a feel-good topic. This month (this week, in fact) I get to teach about the Bitter Fruits of Apostasy. More of a feel-sad topic. On the up-side, I think I have an idea for a centerpiece: a bowl of lemons/limes. Get it? Bitter fruits? Yeah, I don't know if I'm brave enough to have a centerpiece that is purely a joke, we'll see.
This will be an adventure, that's for sure.
She had another "first" yesterday: first diaper rash. Poor little baby bum! But I'd say that's pretty good, 10 months with no diaper rash, wouldn't you agree? And it's mostly cleared up today, thank goodness.