I can't remember if I wrote about this or not.
One day, when Wiggles was just 2 weeks old, I put him in his crib for a nap. Mr. Random had gone back to work and had urged me to put him in his crib while I went back to my own room to try to get some sleep. We had a baby monitor, though Mr. Random even suggested turning it off so I could get 2 hours of sleep. (Wiggles wasn't sleeping. At all.)
I couldn't comprehend ignoring a BRAND new baby for 2 hours, even for sleep, which, at that point, was critically important for my milk supply - as in my supply was dwindling precariously from utter lack of sleep. But I did put Wiggles in his crib. And went back to my own room.
I left the monitor on. But soon it started making jarring static sounds. It was incredibly annoying, and in my tired state, reduced me to tears. I was so frustrated. Nothing I did could make the static stop. So I turned the monitor down. I thought I'd left it loud enough to hear Wiggles when he next started crying.
I was wrong.
I slept. For nearly 2 hours I slept and it was much needed. But when I woke in confusion (because I hadn't had such a long un-interrupted session of sleep in over a week) and looked at the monitor (it's a video monitor) what I saw stopped my heart. Wiggles was flailing frantically. I couldn't believe it. The monitor had, in fact, been turned down too far. I turned it up, incredulous. Sure the thing had broken and wasn't capable of sound. It was. And I heard his pathetic, terrified cry.
I rushed to his room. He'd been flailing and kicking his legs. And this caused him to bump his head repeated into a keyboard toy hanging on the side of his crib. There was a fine layer of his hair left on the toy. :( I have no idea how long he cried. It could have been almost the whole 2 hours. It's possible it was only 10 minutes. But I'm guessing it was at least an hour.
And I am still so heartbroken when I think about it. And I think about it nearly every time I see his keyboard toy. Poor little guy.