We are pretty minimalist in terms of baby stuff. When we registered, we didn’t go for wipe warmers, teaching babies how to read videos, nursery water. We’re all about the basics here at Casa Bagley.
So, clearly, we didn’t register or buy a video monitor. It seemed luxury. Why would we need that? I had a regular monitor that picked up Kate’s breathing, so that’s all we needed.
When Kate turned six months, and we were practicing a half cry-it-out, half give in and get her sleeping method, I could see where a video monitor would have proved useful. So often we’re hear her cry out. Then quiet. Then whine. Then nothing. Then screaming. So Dan and I spent hours, staring at each other in the dark and playing midnight games of checkers and Go Fish, trying to decide if we should get her. Since we couldn’t tell what she was doing, we probably guessed wrong half the time.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago, Dan snagged a hot deal on an infrared camera. Not a baby monitor. An actual camera that would produce a feed, so I could watch her on my computer screen or via an app on my iPhone. The quality is outstanding compared to the grainy baby video monitors. And now I can see exactly what she is doing.
Which leads me to the point of this post.
It feels kind of wrong. Like I’m invading my toddler’s privacy.
When we were putting it up, I was giddy with excitement. Great! Now I can sneak a peek at her to make sure she’s okay without going in and potentially waking her up.
So that night after Dan put her down, we gathered around my computer screen and watched her. Then looked at each other. And felt like horrible spy parents.
There she was, rolling around in her crib, talking to herself, chatting up a storm. And then after the requisite 20 minutes or so, falling asleep.
I felt bad watching her that first night. And then the next day at nap. By that night I wondered if maybe this was a bad idea.
But then again, watching her sleep is the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. Well, next to Kate, herself, in the flesh. And Dan reports it warms his heart to watch her sleeping.
So I decided maybe it wasn’t that creepy of me. And it totally helped me out the other day. About five minutes after Dan put her down, I was working away on my computer when Kate made a huge fuss. Like the type of mayday fuss that meant COME GET ME, WOMAN! So I checked her out on the monitor, and yep, in a failed attempt to remove her pajamas, she had her arms pinned behind her head. So I went in and fixed the situation and went back to watch her on the screen. Crisis averted.
Anyway now I love the video monitoring system. So much I had to share these super sweet shots of my toddler sleeping. Oh, the many sleeping positions of Miss Kate Bagley.
Okay, video monitors – useful or weirdo?
PS – The last picture is Kate snuggling her monkey. And she’s fine. I’m right here, listening to her breathing.