I thought Sunday was a day of rest!?

Ok before I start my story I have to say I love my calling very much.... So Sunday rolled around and I knew some people must have forgot about daylight savings. So when sacrament started I was surprised to see a pretty good turn out. But as the hour kept going I kept looking around for the members of the primary presidency (I'm the 2nd counselor) and I couldn't see any of them. Then as I kept scanning the congregation I could only see one nursery teacher and we have to nurseries! Then towards the end the one nursery teacher ran out!? I wasn't planning on teaching sharing time so my mind starts to think what can we do????? Play hangman!? So during the closing song I ran out into the hall just to make sure, and there is our primary president, her husband (who is a nursery teacher) and another nursery teacher. They all forgot it was daylight savings! (sigh, and now I can breath) Our poor secretary was really really late and showed up in the middle of primary. So I was relieved I didn't have to teach and also find subs for nursery. So I do my normal stuff, checking on the teachers making sure everything is ok. We had a few sunbeams break down. (but that's a normal occurrence) I had Melody with me and she was just sitting on her blanket playing with toys. So as soon as primary was running remotely smooth, I sat in my seat, pick up Melody and put her on my lap. bounced her a few times and then realized she'd had a blowout! All over her dress and my dry clean only skirt! So I scoop her up and the diaper bag and rush to the ladies room. I luckily had a onesie to put her in, cleaned her up and went to go find Brian. He was being a good boy sitting in Sunday school. So I had to go into Sunday school with my poop skirt to get the keys and had over my poop machine of a child. The whole time people were looking at me like, does she know she has yellow stuff on her skirt? I rush home to change and throw Melody's dress in the wash. Come back to church and primary is almost over. (Urgh!) I know Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest, but it normally is my most crazy day! That day is an extreme, it's normally not that bad, but wow I thought I was going to pass out from the stress! Oh and on top of that it was our fast Sunday and I am now finally able to fast again. (I've had a year and a half break between being pregnant and nursing) Not the best day to go without food. On a better note were now under contract with a home! We still have a lot to do, but yay! I'm glad to finally be to this point!