I Installed a Baby Monitor in My Son’s Room and Got Scared When I Saw Movement

This time, I stood outside his door, listening.

I swear I felt the floor vibrating with my heartbeat.

I opened the door slowly.

Again, nothing.

Just my son, blinking at me in the dim light.

By the third night, I was so wired I jumped at the fridge humming.

That’s when I bought the Wi-Fi camera.

I’d avoided it before because they sort of creep me out, but at that point, I needed to see what was happening.

I mounted it in the corner of his room, angled at his crib. Checked the app from the kitchen. Clear picture.