"Momma! Where's Daddy? He's supposed to be here to pick me up, and Mrs. H says she can't leave me here unsupervised and Daddy's not here and I have no idea what to do." Hadley said all of this without taking one single breath.
"And you've tried to call Daddy?"
"Yes, Momma. Geez."
I assured her I'd call him and develop a plan for her.
I attempted to call Brian and left three voice mails. I knew for a fact the he hadn't turned the sound back on even though I've told him time and again that when the final bell goes off at school, he should turn his sound back on.
Then I called my friend Dawn--we have adjoining rooms at school.
"Are you still at school?" I asked.
"In your room even," Dawn replied.
I explained that Hadley was waiting for Brian who was seemingly MIA--even though I hoped he was picking up Briley, even though it'd been over twenty-minutes since Briley got out of school, which was plenty of time for Brian to pick her up and return to Hadley. I knew this first-hand.
Dawn said I could send Hadley up to her and Mrs. H could go home and Brian could get Hadley from Dawn.
Finally I called Mrs. H back and told her to send Hadley to Dawn. I turned my phone off yet again and tossed it into my purse, which was sitting a chair adjacent to where I was waiting. For the doctor. The gynecologist to be exact.
|No, this was not my gyno's table. Mine is country rose. Photo Source|
All of this was done while wearing a sheet and waiting to put my feet in the stirrups.
A mom is never off duty.
Oh yeah ... Brian picked up Hadley & Briley and somehow, without his phone turned on, made it home with both of our kids.