I left my baby with my MIL for a couple of hours to run errands, thinking it’d be good bonding time. When I returned, I was horrified to find my baby, barely able to sit, on the floor with a cleaning cloth in her hand.
My MIL was guiding her tiny hands to “help” clean, treating her like a human mop. My baby looked confused and upset. I immediately picked her up, relieved she wasn’t hurt, but deeply disturbed. My MIL brushed it off, saying, “It was easier than doing it myself.” That was the last straw—I banned her from seeing my daughter. I can’t trust someone who’d show such disregard for her well-being.
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