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One of the hardest parts about being married to a woman with anxiety is that I don’t always know how to help my wife cope. Yes, I know her triggers, advocate for her mental health, and do everything I can to help out around the house, but finding actual tools to help her feel more confident as a mother, to have more joy and less anxiety— that’s where I tend to get stuck. As we were preparing to have our fourth baby, I felt a bit defeated looking online to find something, anything, to help her cope with her anxiety.

That’s when I found VTech and the Plug and Play Baby Monitor.

As parents, our baby’s safety is our top priority. And for my wife, it’s imperative for her anxiety that she gets as much rest as she can. So, when I was reading through all of the features this baby monitor included, I knew it was the right choice for our family.

One of our favorite features is how incredibly clear and crisp the picture is, not just on the high-resolution 7-inch color LCD, but also when we stream it onto our smartphones. Thanks to this, my wife can be anywhere in our house or even outside—up to 1000 feet away—and still keep a close eye on our baby girl. This allows her to have peace of mind about our newborn, while also not skipping a beat playing with our other kids. We live an active lifestyle—playing outside, doing sidewalk chalk on the driveway, and playing catch outside—and the Plug and Play allows my wife the gift of presence with our other kids while not having to run back inside every five minutes to check on the baby.

But it isn’t just during the day this baby monitor has helped my wife’s anxiety. In the middle of the night, the high infrared LED light gives us a perfectly clear picture of our infant. It lets my wife see and hear how our little one is doing, decreasing her anxiety and at the same time, allowing her to go back to sleep if the baby is just stirring (how is it that such tiny babies can be so noisy while they sleep, anyway?).

The VTech Plug and Play Baby Monitor is a game-changer for us. Owning one means I’m also giving peace of mind to my wife and allowing her to be the best mom she can be, and that’s a great feeling for any husband and father. –Eric Eberspacher


As a busy mom of four, it can be hard for me to keep an eye on everything going on in my house—especially as a mom with anxiety AND a newborn. It’s easy to get overwhelmed keeping everyone on schedule and making sure all the people have clean underwear. So, when my husband came home with the VTech RM7764 HD Digital Video Monitor with Remote Access and showed me all of its features, I instantly felt a fresh sense of confidence as a mom. Not to mention, the setup was a breeze—even this busy mama could do it.

I was blown away at just how many features the monitor boasts. Technology has come so far in the seven years since the birth of our first child, and VTech has created a baby monitor that has it all—including the ability to give me peace of mind.

Not only was I impressed that the monitor earned the gold standard of the Women’s Choice Award, but it comes with a guaranteed secure transmission. That means the streaming is safe—no wondering if anyone is hacking into our cameras, no anxiety about having our privacy violated—just my husband and me being able to keep a safe eye on our baby.

As our baby grows, we’ll utilize even more of the monitor’s useful tools, like the 360- degree viewing angle camera with motorized pan, tilt, and zoom that can be controlled by the base unit or remotely on our smartphones within a 1000-foot radius. The monitor even boasts a 10x digital zoom. VTech’s cutting-edge technology allows us to keep an eye on our little one as she becomes more mobile, which helps calm my heart and ease my anxiety.

At the end of the day, our baby’s safety and my ability to manage my anxiety are our top priorities—and knowing that VTech’s Plug and Play Baby Monitor earned the Women’s Choice Award is all this momma needs to set her mind at ease! -Lauren Eberspacher

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Lauren Eberspacher

I'm Lauren and I'm a work-in-progress farmer's wife, coffee addict, follower of Jesus and a recovering perfectionist. When I don't have my three kids attached at my hip, you can find me bringing meals into the fields, dancing in my kitchen, making our house a home, and chatting over a piece of pie with my girl friends. I'm doing my best to live my life intentionally seeking all that God has for me and my family. Follow me at: www.fromblacktoptodirtroad.com From Blacktop to Dirt Road on Facebook laurenspach on Instagram

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