We haven't been to church in a while. I think I'm just sick of explaining why I'm so sad. I'm tired of explaining that we are struggling through everything. I don't like explaining why I wear my son in a sling or why we cloth diaper at church or why I'm STILL breastfeeding. Church is church. I shouldn't have to defend myself or feel guilty for the situation we are in when I'm at church. I don't feel welcome there. We know very few people. Church has become a place where we go sometimes that we take Z so he can play with some other kids. Thats it. I'm over it.