Angela shares her Owlet story in the latest installment of “A Night in the Life.” Check out more of the series here.

Hi, my name is Angela, and I’m a recovering Mombie.

If you’re not as big of a fan of “The Walking Dead” as we are in our house, then let it be known that Mombie=Mom Zombie. Mombies are those of us who walk around with our glossy eyes, messy buns, and large Cokes trying to remember what day of the week it is. We could basically be mistaken for a walker [zombie] at any given time.

And it doesn’t matter if it’s your first or seventh child. When you have a newborn, you will wake up, you will worry, you will check on them, you will repeat, and you will be consistently exhausted.

But since we started using the Owlet Monitor, everything has changed.

We slip the adorable little sock on our baby Max’s not-so-little chubby foot while we get him into his pajamas and ready for the night. We rock him and sing to him until he’s close to sleeping, and then we lay him down.

Then we can fall asleep ourselves or finally enjoy some spousal bonding time (watching one of our favorite TV shows or playing a ridiculously and obnoxiously competitive game of Uno). But my husband often complains that I obsessively check my Owlet app because I love seeing the live feed of his little heart beat and oxygen levels anytime I want. Having that data so readily available is unbelievable, and such a blessing.

Fun fact: When Max is awake and in a curious mood, his heart rate is usually over 135 bpm according to the Owlet, and if we lay him down when he’s that aroused he won’t fall asleep. But if we rock him and comfort him until his heart rate is below 130ish he’ll almost always falls asleep on his own.

Unfortunately for us, Max isn’t the greatest sleeper in the world. It was a tough time for us after having our daughter, who’s now 3, who slept 8+ hours through the night consistently after only a few weeks of life. At almost 6 months old and over 20 pounds our chunky Max just isn’t quite ready to give up his 2-3 midnight/late night snacks each night. And to be honest, I now know the unjust truth of how fast babies grow up because I blinked and watched it happen to my daughter, so I don’t mind nursing him back to sleep a few times each night.

While I still haven’t quite gotten my uninterrupted full night’s sleep in a while, I can honestly say I still get more sleep with my chubby little guy who can never seem to eat enough despite his weight tipping the charts than I did with my all-night-sleeper, because of the Owlet Monitor. With my daughter, I could not stop checking on her or putting my ear up to the monitor to try to hear if she was breathing. My anxiety would just not let me sleep through the night even though she wasn’t waking up, and her great sleeping habits probably even made my anxiety and sleep-deprivation worse.

So whether your baby is a great sleeper or not, the peace of mind and relief that comes with knowing that, when they actually are sleeping they’re safe and sound, is priceless. I may still be somewhat of a mombie on most days, but thanks to the Owlet Monitor and my daily dose of Coca-Cola Classic, I pull it off a little better the second time around.

And who knows, maybe by the time baby #3 comes I’ll stop thinking it’s a Friday on a Wednesday.