Sunday night I didn't turn on the baby monitor in our room. In my sleepy stupor, I couldn't figure out why putting the power cord in the earphone jack did not recharge the battery so I could turn it on. I assumed it was broken. So at 7:20 Monday morning, when we finally heard baby crying, we got him to feed him. We'll never know how long he'd been crying or if he really made it through the night.
Last night the wife forgot to turn on the baby monitor in baby's room, so though I turned on the receiver in my room, it was futile. At 7:25 this morning we heard him crying so I went in to get him, but again, we don't know how long he had been crying or if this was the first time he'd woken up. I guess we could go next door and ask the boys there if they heard him, but I think it's better just not knowing.
I guess it's not great to have him unmonitored during his sleep. We wouldn't want something bad to happen to him, of course. But every morning he's still alive - so far so good.
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