Are You Alive?

If I had to describe my husband I'd probably start out saying he is a sport fanatic, and throw in that he has the biggest heart of anyone I know and all those other mushy things, but somewhere in there I would have to bring up that he is glued to his phone.

He doesn't talk on it much but his thumbs are constantly texting, and the message alert goes off every five minutes. Even when I went into labor with Jacob I had to tell him he could send updates to our families and everything, but the stupid thing had to go on silent.

Last night he called me from the grocery store (we're still working on only going once a week) asking if we needed anything besides the small items he went for. I checked the list with him and then said I was close to home and could pick Jacob up from day care. As soon as we hung up I realized that somehow the map in my mind (of the exact same commute I've been making for 3 years) had skipped an entire section of road. I texted him saying I wasn't as close as I thought I was. No reply.

Ten minutes later I called him to say I was finally close to the highway and wanted to see if he got my message and whether or not he had gone to pick up Jacob. No answer - I left a voicemail. No reply.

Five minutes later I texted him to make sure he was still alive, "Are you ok?" No reply.

I finally got to the daycare and was in the process of packing Jacob up when Michael called to tell me he had not picked up Jacob.

The one time in his life that he put his phone on silent is when I actually was trying to get hold of him for somehting...