Sunday, August 27, 2006

A Late Night Incident

The strangest thing happened last night.

Darren and I were up late preparing for this morning's brunch, and the alarm was set for 5:00a.m. So I was a little dismayed to hear the beginning of a whimpering cry coming through the baby monitor on my nightstand not long after we finally got to bed.

"Give her just a second", I said to Darren. "Maybe she'll go back to sleep."

A few seconds passed, during which time the whimper progressed to a full blown wail. "Strange", I thought to myself. "That doesn't really sound like Meghan...or Caitlyn, either, for that matter". But I smiled at Darren as he said "Don't worry, honey, I'll go get her."

Now here's the creepy part:

Darren went down the hall, and looked in on both of our peacefully sleeping girls. He said he got chills as he stood in their doorway, watching them sleep, while hearing the crying still coming from the monitor in our bedroom.

I quickly silenced the monitor as he came back in to our bedroom, but needless to say, I didn't get much sleep for the rest of the night.

I hope that baby monitor will enjoy its new our local Salvation Army, where Darren will be depositing it on his way to work in the morning.


He who wears the most black wins. said...

Ew! Creepy. Yeah, get rid of that puppy--FAST.

Laura said...

What the.....
Dude I do not like this story at all. You not only need to get rid of that monitor you need to get the f$%& out of that scary as H#% house.

Mom to Almost Four said...

That is pretty weird and don't blame you one bit for chunking it!

We have had interference before on ours and it is actualy scary just knowing that someone else can tune in on our lives!

We figured out that in some odd combinations of parts of monitors on and off, we could hear our best friends across the street real well. Won't be doing that again.

Have you ever had your house blessed? We have not, but mean to.

Michelle said...

We used to hear other babies all the time at our last house...I made a point of turning off the monitor as often as possible so that the neighbors wouldn't hear US.

Darren said...

If we had a neighbor across the street or next door who had a baby it would be one thing, but the nearest is all the way down at the end of the street. This incident, combined with the pitter-patter of little feet in the living room when the kids are fast asleep in bed, well, it's just too wierd!

He who wears the most black wins. said...

Time to have the house blessed!

Bonus? You get to have your priest over for a nice dinner and PRAY that your children don't start talking about poop at the dinner table. :)

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