I’m currently trying to figure out the whole Godparent thing.  I will confess in this public space that my children are not baptized.  *sigh*  When I was baptized in 2003, the priest at the Episcopal church where I was baptized didn’t think I needed to rush into baptizing Emma when I asked about it (which, upon reflection, seems quite ridiculous…  last I checked the Episcopal church does practice infant baptism!  But there’s the Episcopal Church these days for ya) and then I went into church limbo and didn’t attend for awhile.  Then I realized I was being called into the Catholic Church, and now two years later I am now Catholic.  (it still feels a little strange to be able to say that, in case you were wondering)  So, now I can finally get both of my children baptized…  once I find some godparents for them.

Easier said than done, really.  Do I go with the nice couple I’ve met through RCIA who I think are neat people and good Catholics, but who I’m not sure we’ll be able keep in contact after we move?  Do I ask the male half of that couple who is in RCIA with me to be their godparent, then ask a (not exactly positive or even neutral on the Catholic church) family member to be an official witness?  I also have some people I’ve recently become friends with who would probably be willing to do it - and I really hope to keep their friendship after we move - but they are all women.  So do I just have one godparent for each child?  And why don’t I have any male friends who are faithful Catholics?  And what is it with men and religion these days, anyways?  (OK, that’s off the topic, but still, it is an interesting question)

Yeah, the whole thing is a pain.  On one hand I just want to get this over with so that my daughter and son can be baptized before we move, and on the other I want to make sure they have relationships with their godparents that are the most they can be.  I’m pretty sure these goals are mutually exclusive, so I think I should probably just go with expediency over the desire for perfection…  but then the whole mommy guilt thing kicks in (because what kind of bad mommy wants to short their children in anything?  And what kind of bad mommy waits so long to have their children baptized?  *sigh*  mommy guilt is such a contradictory mess) and I start the cycle all over again.

And now I just noticed that it is 11:20 and I think I need to go to bed.  Time to commit this to prayer (again) and sleep on it another night.