I Want My Jobless Mom, 64, to Babysit My Kid but She Demands Payment

A new mother needed help taking care of her newborn when she returned to work. She asked her 64-year-old mother to babysit her child, but her mother requested compensation, leading to a conflict.

A Redditor shared her dilemma: she needed help caring for her newborn after returning to work. Her 64-year-old mother, a homemaker since 1992, seemed perfect for the job but wasn’t keen on a full-time babysitting role. The grandmother argued she was too old and suggested her daughter should have considered staying home.

AITA if my mom refused to help me take care of my baby while I go back to work?
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The new mother explained their financial struggles: she earned $55k annually but had $59k in debt, while her partner made $36k with $5k in credit card debt. Living in a small apartment, they planned to save for a bigger place.

AITA if my mom refused to help me take care of my baby while I go back to work?
byu/erika_urrrika inAmItheAsshole


The grandmother demanded $20/hr, including fees for late pick-ups, a car seat, and a stroller. The daughter found these demands unreasonable, as they would increase her debt. Ultimately, she turned to Reddit, questioning if she was wrong for not wanting to pay her mother. The responses were harsh, suggesting she should have planned better and that her mother had the right to refuse.

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