Parenting can be hard, y'all.
One lesson Stacy and I learned the hard way is to move the monitor, not the baby. Common sense, no? Apparently not to us. See, what had happened was...
It had been a long day. Bama was playing somebody, I don't remember who; I didn't watch much of the game because Nathan (about one month old) was having a fussy day. I put him down for bed in his bassinet in our room with the baby monitor next to him so I could listen up for any disturbances. It came time for me to go to bed, so as part of my bed time routine, I moved the monitor to his room, by his crib, where it usually stays. (Confused yet?) Before settling down, I decided I needed a glass of wine to unwind a little bit so I sat outside and drank my wine and watched football with my husband. But since the monitor was no longer near the baby, I repeatedly went up and down the stairs to check on him. Please read the converstion that ensued between Stacy and myself:
Stacy: Why don't you use the baby monitor so you don't have to keep going back and forth.
Allison: I already moved it to his room and don't feel like setting it back up in our room. It'll be fine.
Stacy: You want me to move Nathan to his crib, so you don't have to move the monitor?
Allison: Yes! That's a great idea!!!
People, listen to me when I tell you that this did not turn out to be the great idea that I originally thought it was going to be. Instead of moving a simple baby monitor, we decided to relocate a one-month-old fussy baby to another bed. The next couple of hours went a little something like this...
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
And it didn't stop. Not for a Very. Long. Time.
This is how we learned the hard way to Move the Monitor, Not the Baby.
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