desperation is a tender trap...

5:02am I hear Natty up and at 'em. ooooh nooooo. I groan.
7:28am I go in to take Natty out of his crib. He's been so good for 2.5 hours. Child abuse? hmmm. Not at that hour. However, Natty's good behaviour and spirits are used up for the day.
7:55am I start the frantic calls to friends so I can take Natty somewhere after our 9:10am dr. appointment. I can not be alone with his whining and crying all morning. I fear for his safety.
8:02am Friend #1's response: sorry, we're going out to a friend's house this morning
8:08am Friend #2's response: sorry, my husband is home sick today, probably not the best idea
8:15am Isaac is up and I have to nurse him. Panic is setting in. Oh, ok, I guess I'll call friend #3.
8:30am Friend #3's response: sorry, my husband has the day off today! We're having a family day. Oh. Ok. Hard not to take all this personally at this point.
8:35am Called friend #4 as a long shot. Great friends, never get together as she lives far in the city. No one home. Left a message and told her we'd be leaving for the dr's at 9am. Call if she's interested.
8:40am Natty is already driving me batty. He's in perma-whine mode. Nothing is acceptable to him. Nothing. And he's injured Isaac 2x and thought it was funny.
8:50am Still no call from friend #4. Real desperation sets in. The hours loom from here until nap time just after 12. There's no chance in hell I'll make it through. I press talk. Then hang up. Then talk, then hang up. Once more. But this time I follow through. I actually call Dan's mom to see if I can bring Natty by while I go to Costco. Nope. She has to go to work. Mark that one on the calendar. Turned down by the mother-in-law.
8:55am Frantically packing the bag to go to Isaac's 6-month check-up and trying to get Natty coerced into heading out to the car.
9:01am Friend #4 calls back and says, "come on over! we'd love to have you!" YIPPEE!!
9:08am We all race out the door, late for our app't but on our way to sanity!

Yes, my friends, I made it through. I know if it wasn't for getting out of the house, it wouldn't have been so pretty a story. Thank goodness for friends. Too bad too many of you live so far away! I'd be on your doorstep often if we lived closer! ; )

On a different note: while viewing a house for sale tonight (I know, I know...) friend #1 had our boys so we could be "free"... and Isaac had his first roll-over!! And I missed it. Sigh. Drop him off for 15 minutes at someone else's home, and he has one of his first milestones. Sigh. I'll have to work on that tomorrow with him. (no go on the house, by the way)