On 22 March, my little bear will turn five and I am not ashamed to admit that we still use a baby monitor. I am perfectly aware that he is more than old enough to not require a monitor, but to me he’s still a baby.

I like the reassurance of being able to have a quick look at him if he’s stirring or having a nightmare – he’s always talked a lot in his sleep, so it’s much more convenient to take a peek at the monitor, than it is to go running into his room to check on him every time.

Convenience aside, I’ve always found it useful when Bear is poorly. He has a tendency to get a high temperature if he’s unwell and as soon as that happens, he vomits. The monitor allows me to spring out of bed and into his room with a bucket and towels, before my eyes are even open, therefore limiting the damage and alleviating some of my worries.

But guess what happened this weekend?

The monitor broke.

A year ago, I would be going out to replace it. Despite all my friends ditching the monitors when their babes were about one years old, and thinking I was a bit silly for still using one.

But, here’s the thing you should know about me. While I’m not very confident in many ways, when it comes to Bunni and Bear, I couldn’t care less what people think. I’ve never worried other people’s opinions about the way that I parent my kids. They’re mine, I know them best. I do what’s right for us and nobody else.

If you take nothing else from this post, let it be this, don’t ignore your instincts or put too much stock in what other people think about you as a parent. Each little family is unique to itself, no two can be compared. You know your children better than anyone else.

I make decisions based on my uniquely expert knowledge of my children, which nobody else could possibly have. They are my Mastermind topic.

That being said, I’ve decided not to replace the monitor. I no longer have the same worries that I had when he was small and I’ll be glad to see the back of the ugly plastic and wires. I have a real hatred for visible wires. Am I the only one?

It does feel strange though, letting go of the monitor. It’s been my security blanket. An electronic umbilical cord, amplifying his needs and keeping us connected when we’re sleeping.

But it’s time (for Bear’s, not Bunni’s, that one’s going to be around for a while yet).

Farewell my friend, you’ve been my greatest support.

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