I am "That Parent" (Zack's first time in nursery)

OK...yes I know my baby is 5 months old, but for the past 5 months it's been just me!  We didn't have grandparents around to watch him so Adam and I could have a date night.  We didn't have playgroups where he could interact with other babies.  Zack has really only had Adam and I since day 1 and since we like to spend time together when Adam isn't working there has only been 3 times where I have gone out just me.
I didn't hesitate about putting him in nursery, I was actually looking forward to it...until we pulled into the parking lot.  I was going totally crazy as the traffic directors were showing us where to park.  It took about 3 min. to get through the parking lot but it felt like 30.  I had my seat belt unbuckled (but I held it down so no one knew I wasn't wearing it).  I had my diaper bag on my shoulder and my hand (the one not holding the seat belt on the door handle.  I didn't want to be the parent dropping their kid off late!  I don't remember but I was most likely snapping at Adam to find a parking spot.  All of a sudden I became that parent...the one that I used to swear I wouldn't be after years of seeing happy kids comforting their parents on the first day of kindergarten. 
I knew Zack would be fine, I knew he would play and have fun.  He has no problem with strangers.  I most worried that the nursery workers would put him in a swing while he was wide awake, or put him on his tummy...he hates that!  I worried that they would want to cuddle him and he would just grunt and try to get away.  I worried that he would scratch another baby (his nail clippers are in our shipment) and I would have to look at a mother as she picked up her baby who now had a big scratch on their face.  I really wanted to be a fly on the wall to see what he was doing...but that would be crazy even if I was a fly there is no way I wouldn't interfere.
When I got to church the music had already started and I felt my eyes get heavy...was I really going to cry because my baby was down the hall playing?  I tried to sing away the tears...it worked but I decided that I wouldn't get anything out of the service, I would basically sacrifice this sermon and next time it would be better.  All of a sudden the power shuts off and the emergency lights turn on.  Everyone sat down and started chatting with one another.  The power came back on after a minute and they started on a new song.  I figured it had something to do with the hurricane.  This happened 2 more times than the sermon started.
This church must just be in my head because it always seems like they know what I need to hear.  This "power outage" was intentional!  They stopped after 6 min for a 1 min rest to symbolize the day of rest we are supposed to observe.  One of the first things our pastor said was, you can't do it all, you need to take time to relax and enjoy, basically you need to let go and let God (will I ever learn this lesson?).  Meanwhile here I am with my knee bouncing, thinking that the nursery workers won't know how to play with Zack because he is different from other babies (yes I am that parent).  I wished I had given more instruction on his personality.  Then Adam had to make a joke that when they shut off the power they couldn't flash his number if something was wrong...thanks for that.
It may sound crazy but I really needed that 1 min of rest, all the stimulation from the music and the talk was not helping...but this crazy power outage thing made me think of other things and gave me a chance to ask Adam questions or make a comment like I usually do during the talk, which usually makes me miss something and leads to another question or comment. 
In the end I debated if I should pick up Zack before or after meeting up with our friends...I opted to head straight to the nursery and yes I was the first mother there.  All the babies were in 1 piece and none had any scratches...that I could see.  The nursery worker said he played the whole time.  In fact he played so hard he missed a bottle and whined for his bottle as soon as I got him.
A friend of mine is taking her oldest baby to kindergarten today...I have been telling her how amazing kindergarten is and how much both her and her little...well BIG girl are going to enjoy it.  Now I am wondering...if I had this much trouble for an hour long church service...God help Zack's kindergarten teacher, because yes, I will be that parent!
In the end...forget about Zack he had no idea I was gone, I survived!