7 Baby Sleep Breathing Movement Monitor for Newborn and Infants, No WiFi, Non Wearable, Non Contact Monitor with 2 Under-Mattress Sensors for Full Crib Coverage, FSA Baby Monitor

As first-time parents, this monitor has been exceptional. It gives us real peace of mind, especially now that our baby sleeps through the night and doesn’t move much. Having a reliable way to monitor breathing and movement has made a noticeable difference in how calmly we rest. The setup and day-to-day use have been straightforward, and the reassurance it provides is genuinely valuable. It doesn’t replace attentive parenting, of course, but as a support tool it’s been outstanding. For anyone looking for added confidence and tranquility during those early months, this has been a very worthwhile purchase.

I bought this product for my newborn daughter because we were afraid to leave her alone in her crib. A friend had recently lost their baby to SIDS. It was easy to install. The hardest part was the pieces of wood to support the sensors, but you can just buy them on Amazon too. I made mine out of scrap plywood. I was amazed the first night when I got close enough to hear her breathing and noticed that the sensors caught every breath and flinch which is displayed by a green flash on the control unit (which is not as bright as people complain about. I sleep two feet away. Maybe it is a different model). Some people claimed their ceiling fan or airconditioning would set it off. I tested it several times and neither seemed to be enough on the sensors to keep the alarm from going off. Perhaps it is crib placement? The only annoying thing was that I would take her out of the crib and forget to turn it off, but eventually, we got used to pushing the button first. The third night we were using it, the alarm went off in the middle of the night. I jumped up and found she had scooted to a corner. I scooped her up, she jumped, and I put her back in the middle. I then reset the alarm assuming it was a false alarm. The next day when I woke up she had scooted to that corner again but had NOT set the alarm off. The next night the alarm went off in the middle of the night again. This time she was right in the middle. When I touched her she didn't flinch and I noticed that she was not breathing. I shook her she didn't flinch. She didn't jump until I picked her up all the way out of the crib. I am not a doctor. I don't know if she would have started breathing again on her own, or if this device saved her life. I also don't ever care to test it. All I know is she stopped breathing, and 20 seconds is long enough for me. This thing is awesome. It doesn't have all the bells and whistles of the other devices, but it covers the WHOLE crib and I am willing to bet that there is just more money invested in the sensors because they are incredible. This was the best thing we bought for our new baby. I am recommending this to everyone.

For your reading pleasure: My justification for my 5-star review of this product. Imagine, if you will, that you are sleeping. You are a tired mom, who usually wakes up to breastpump every four hours, but over the past week, you've been pushing your sleep 15 mins longer each time so you can train your body to get more rest while still maintaining your supply. You're dreaming about catching sharks and riding fourwheelers. You dont know why, but you know those kinds of whacky dreams only occur when you've entered the blissful state of REM sleep, and you're there for the first time in months. Suddenly, you hear an alarm and as your brain breaches the line between consciousness and dream world, you realize it's not your dream SCBA (dont ask why youre wearing one, because I have no answer) telling you you're low on oxygen. Your feet hit the ground before you fully awaken, the sounds of your heart pounding and your husband's feet hitting the floor in the background as the musical soundtrack to the reality of your baby's crib alarm sounding off through the baby monitor on your husband's nightstand. You know - the alarm that signals, "YOUR BABY HAS STOPPED MOVING FOR 20 SECONDS AND MIGHT NOT BE BREATHING ANYMORE". You get to your bedroom door. You live in a rental and you've never tested the door knobs (because why would you?). You dig your heels into the carpet to stop yourself, you grab the door handle, you twist the knob and pull, but the door doesn't open. Now, you're close enough to the nursery that you can hear the crib alarm telling you your baby is possibly not breathing, but you can't get your bedroom door open to reach him. You jerk on the door handle hard three times and glance back at your husband as you shout, "what the f@#$! What the f@#$!" Right before you step back to put your police training to use and breach the door with all of your size 7 foot, your brain finally engages and you realize these door knobs lock when you push them in and turn them (which you must have done when you slammed on your body breaks and grabbed the handle in the first place). You push in the handle, turn the knob, and rip the door open. You burst through the nursery door - your husband hot on your heels as you reach the crib in a single bound and reach toward your child. He has turned himself completely sideways in his crib and is resting peacefully in his sleep sack. He has stopped breathing twice before while he slept as an infant and you're not playing around, so you reach down and give him a quick shake at his shoulders to see if he'll wake up before you take the next step of sternum rubbing him. His eyes crack open as he tries to figure out where he is and then his screaming ensues. It sounds like Heaven to your ears. The crib alarm is still going off. Your husband is trying to get by you to turn it off, but you dont care. Your adrenaline is through the roof as you scoop up your little one. You're blocking the alarm button that sits at the middle base of the crib, so your husband reaches through your legs and turns it off. You turn with your baby in your arms and take the one step toward the rocking chair. The ottoman is in the way of you getting to sit down, so you kick it over and sit down - heart pounding against the baby's forehead as you rock him and try to console his screaming, repeating to him (and moreso yourself), "it's okay" with conviction over and over, as if it's your new life motto. You finally breathe for the first time in minutes and the adrenaline high begins to crash. You continue rocking the baby as you burst into uncontrollable laughter. You watch your husband pick up the ottoman, sit down on it, and rub his eyes fully awake. You replay the entire situation in your head. Now you are laughing so hard, tears are rolling down your face. Your baby is annoyed as he tries to return to sleep in your arms. You thank God that the situation ended this way instead of the gut-wrenching alternative. You ask your husband what time it is - it's 3am. As you head downstairs to pump at 3:30am, you think to yourself about lessons learned: 1) never shut the bedroom door again and test all the doorknobs 2) when your child turns himself sideways in his crib, he's perfectly in between the crib alarm sensors and will set off the alarm 3) you could just sit on the ottoman, ya know? 4) tell everyone to buy this crib alarm, because it WILL wake you up and could save your child's life. 5) laughter is good for the soul and I need to do it more often. 6) if you try to get any extra rest, your child WILL find a way to wake you up in the most dramatic way possible 7) you need more sleep 🤣