A Church-time Disaster

So this morning as I lay in bed I thought "I want to sleep in, but I'll get up and we will go to Church, it's important"  So getting dressed was the same ordeal it always is, Thomas not wanting his tie, Lorelai pooping on our way out the door, ect.  Nothing out of the norm, other than Lorelai was a little fussy, but babies do that sometimes.
We got to  church right on time, sat down, both kids were doing good, we had announcements and then Thomas started to cough. Just a little, oh ho, little did I know how problematic a little coughing could be.  He kept coughing, and then burped, really loudly (several people turned and smiled at us, especially those with little kids) and then he made a face.  The worst face, one you never want to see, but especially not while sitting in Sacrament meeting.
Thomas threw up. All over James, the bench, me, the pew in front of us, and the VERY nice couple sitting in front of us. That's right, during the opening song my two year old managed to catch every eye in the audience.  Poor kid,  before we knew what was happening he threw up again. I then very sternly told James to take Thomas outside, all the way outside so that he wouldn't get anything else dirty. And then I got out the baby wipes, gave a few to the people in front of us and set to cleaning as much as I could.  Right then Lorelai started screaming.  At that moment I thought "I am the most irreverent mother that ever was".  And I wanted to cry.  Then a very nice older lady came over and took Lorelai, and Thomas's nursery leader brought me paper towels and I got it all cleaned.   On our way home I thought "Why do we ever bother? we NEVER make it through sacrament, and now everyone in my ward will know me as the mom whose kid threw up in sacrament meeting" We got home, got everyone cleaned, and as we put Thomas in the bath I just started to cry.  I was so mortified at what had happened, and completely embarrassed.  I felt like everyone in the meeting turned from the first counselor who was speaking to us, and just stared at us. 
Of course that wasn't enough, I went in my room to get something, and my bed was soaking wet.  Our air conditioner that is above our bed leaked.  And Lorelai was still screaming.
Oh my, it's been quite the day.  I'll post again soon, and that one will have a happier undertone, I promise. But right now, I am a little upset.