Friday, February 03, 2006

I need your phone numbers

At 4:30 AM on Wednesday morning, Jake and I couldn't have been more different. He was standing up in his crib, ready to rock, cheerfully babbling away as he pointed at his star night light that hangs in his window. I was slumped dejectedly over his crib, my cheek resting on the rail while I fantasized that I was asleep in my bed. I kept laying him down in the vain hope that he would just pass right out (these are the kinds of impossible fantasies that come to you in the middle of the night when you're half asleep), but I was no match for the spring under his butt that kept popping him right back up for more enthusiastic pointing and babbling.

The reason I bring this up is I thought of you guys. Not right then, but about an hour later, when I was laying on the couch (to be further from his room and the crying emanating from within) with a pillow over my head, trying to wait him out and see if he'd fall back to sleep on his own. He eventually did, by about 5:30. But until he did, I was seized by a strange compulsion to wake up everyone I know. I felt that if I had to be awake in the middle of the night, so did you.

So I need your phone numbers. It's not like Jake does this all the time or anything, I don't expect this to become a habit. But just in case it does happen again, I need to be able to call each and every one of you (collect, of course) and wake you up. You need to be there for me at such times. That's what friends are for. I'll put the phone in Jake's crib and you can listen to him cry. Or maybe I'll put the phone by my pillow and you can listen to me cry, as I vow not to have more children. Either way, just knowing you're there for me will be a big help.

Thanks.

14 comments:

OldHorsetailSnake said...

I would put my phone number here, but I am afraid the rest of your readers would use it to give me great recipes and/or directions on how to apply Preparation H.

Just know that I am thinking of you, but am not jealous. No, not at all.

CommonWombat said...

Hey Karla, you have my number and you can call me anytime you like. I consider you a dear friend, and would be more than happy to keep you company while you sit up all night long with your screaming (yet adorable) child.

Of course, I WILL be getting my sweet revenge some night when you are peacefully slumbering. That phone line works both ways. I can produce some truly nerve-wracking sounds too. Tons of fun to wake up to. Think carefully before you call.

Anonymous said...

*chirp chirp chirp*

Greg - Cowboy in the Jungle said...

713.252.47... What a minute. You need my what?

Maja said...

You know it's funny, when I'm at home on break (one week out of every three) the phone rings at 9am every day (before I want to talk or get up) and it's always someone's mother. Now I know why!

john boy said...

Sorry, you are on your own with this one :P

chesneygirl said...

1-800-SUX2BEU

:)

Unknown said...

Just wait for the grandkids and your opportunity to laugh on the other end of the phone line when Jake calls you in the wee hours of the morning. lol Hang in there.

Jessica said...

Wow...I'm relieved - for a second, I thought you wanted my number to have me come and pick Jake up the next time he pulls such a stunt!

P.S. - Thank you for your recent comment. Coincidentally, I love you, too and am now LICKING my monitor.

Me said...

I dunno, I have enough crying from my own kid...lol...and I hope it doesn't happen too often :)

Ben said...

Thank God I play the drums and never hear the phone ring. Sorry KB, that rules me out. :)

Cheers.

melissa said...

641-745-0000.

What?

That's my real number. Or it's someone elses. Does it really matter to you at 4:30 in the morning in the company of your screaming child WHO you call?

Didn't think so.

Fish said...

+44 (0) 20 7722 3333

London Zoo

If you need to post Jake I can send the address.

Anonymous said...

I thought of you this morning, when my heater turned on and I thought someone was banging on my head with a lead pipe for 30 minutes at 6am. I wished I had your phone number, because I knew you would understand.