The Lullaby Lady

This is a story I wanted to share with you that occurred when my daughter was only a few months old.
Now, when it comes to having a newborn, I knew that after I finished feeding my daughter that she will go right back to sleep. This for me has always been an enjoyable time. To be so close to her and hold her, make her feel safe, and plainly just adoring her. I loved that she would fall asleep so easily but I didn't want to give her up so soon. I knew I had to place her in her crib and let her sleep. After all, I didn't want to spoil her rotten and have to worry about her at 4, still sleeping in bed with me. I lay her down and kissed her goodnight and closed the door behind me. My mother until now never liked that I did close the door, but my daughter has been so independent since birth. She loved her privacy, and still does! Of course I wouldn't leave her completely alone, that is what baby monitors are for? Right? At this point I am sitting in the living room, baby monitor next to me, eating lunch. I hear the normal static and distortions, nothing to worry about. About a minute later, the distortions stopped and I heard whispering. So I thought that it might be my daughter "talking" in her sleep. So I thought nothing of it and continued eating. Then I heard the whispering again. This time I listened to it more carefully. The voice sounded sweet and low, that of a young woman. I still thought nothing of it. I'm used to hearing distortions. Now the whispering has turned into a full humming, that of a lullaby being sung to a child. Now I was fully aware that this was not a distortion but a voice, coming from the monitor, from my daughter's room. At this point I start to get a little bit worried, not scared, just worried. I'm a lioness protecting my cub. The humming becomes louder and repetitive, like a lullaby would be except it is not a lullaby that I recognized at all. So I still stay frozen, almost as waiting for another sign. And there it was, my daughter yawned and the humming never stopped. Now I KNEW that the humming was coming from my daughter's room and not a distortion on the monitor. I ran upstairs, frantic, I wanted to make sure my daughter was ok. When I opened the door, all I saw was my daughter sleeping, soundly. I couldn't help but stay up there with her until she woke back up.
Once she was up, my husband took my daughter for a little bit. I told him I had to "investigate" upstairs. My husband never questions me, he knows that I am very sensitive when it comes to things of a supernatural nature. I go towards her crib and asked out loud "Are you here? Where are you? Who are you?" Nothing. Another day goes by and I still feel uneasy. I know "she" is still here, I sense her there. Why won't she go away? So I continued with my questions. "I know that you are here, what do you need?" Still nothing, still the uneasy feeling. It finally occurred to me to ask the following question "Are you her guardian angel?" Believe it or not, after that, I didn't hear anymore humming or felt her presence.
It is, to this day, my belief that the lullaby lady was there to protect my daughter. Could she have been a guardian angel? A deceased family member? I still don't know, but what I do know is that it was someone or something positive making sure my daughter was safe when I wasn't there.
Since I was little, I always felt protected, more than most people, almost as if something was watching over me. I was never scared of it. I did feel quite lucky and unique. I always knew that everything was going to be ok. I am relieved to know that my daughter has that same safety net. I knew from that moment on that she would be protected in life.