A cautionary tale
We never really used a baby monitor, not so much out of any sort of conviction that baby monitors are bad and wrong and only bad and wrong parents use them, but because we live in an apartment. Figuring out a way to hear the babies was never as much of an issue as figuring out how to not hear them. We got a nearly-broken one for free and use it if we're staying somewhere bigger or more treacherous than our little place in town. So this cautionary tale* is not mine; it's my friend Kim's. But it's too good.
We had a freaky moment this weekend: We have a video baby monitor which has never worked well - when I tried to use it when M was small, it kept broadcasting loud static every few minutes, which drove me bonkers, so I finally got a regular old "sound" monitor, which works well. We had terrible cell reception in our house up until a little while ago, as well as cheap cordless phones which have now been replaced, so I wondered if that was the problem. So, I broke out the video monitor again and set up the camera in the nursery, put M down for a nap and then went downstairs to turn on the remote. Static, static, static, no picture, etc. until I finally manoevered it into a clear picture. In order to keep the reception stable, I had to open a kitchen cupboard and put the receiver on a shelf, but whatever.
I called (husband) into the kitchen to have a look at the ridiculous set up. Just as we were looking at it, A WOMAN IN A TOWEL WALKS INTO THE BABY'S ROOM!!! We stared at the little screen in shock. There is SOMEONE UPSTAIRS IN OUR HOUSE AND IN OUR BABY'S ROOM!!!
I grabbed the monitor and stared at it, thinking: WTFF!!! It took us a few seconds to realize that it was NOT OUR BABY'S ROOM on the monitor: it was someone else's house! Someone else's crib, someone else's baby playing on the floor. My heart started beating again. But I still sent (husband) upstairs to make sure that no one was up there, other than our own sleeping baby.
No matter what I did, I could NOT get reception of our own nursery on that thing (changed the channel, etc.) so I turned it off and put it away. I have no idea whose house or child that was.
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Okay, so that has to be about the scariest story I've ever heard. I was thinking of the movie Signs when you were talking about baby monitors, but your story beats that one hands down!
Posted by: Kimberlie | July 01, 2009 at 02:25 PM