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I Refused to Be a Free Babysitter for My DIL’s Kids

My daughter-in-law (DIL) has two kids from her previous marriage and a child with my son. She asked me to babysit, and I agreed to watch my grandson but said I’d need to be paid for babysitting her other two kids. She didn’t respond, but the next day, I found her locks changed and couldn’t get into her house. When I called, she told me I wasn’t welcome anymore because I treat her kids differently.

I tried to explain it wasn’t favoritism—I love her kids, too—but babysitting three children is overwhelming for me as a retired person. I offered to watch my grandson since he’s family but felt I needed compensation for all three. Now, there’s tension in the family, and my son is stuck in the middle.

I feel hurt and guilty for the stress caused but also believe my boundaries should be respected. How can I address this without deepening the rift?

Sincerely,
Helen”

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😨😲After my cat brought home puppies from who knows where, a policeman knocked on the door. His words made my heart stop… That evening began quietly. I was folding laundry when suddenly Lili’s voice rang out from the living room: — Mom! She has something in her mouth again! — Who? — I froze mid-step. — Marsa! A puppy! Another one! I ran to the window and couldn’t believe my eyes: my tabby cat was walking across the yard, carrying a tiny black bundle in her teeth. In the corner of the room, in a woven basket, already lay four just like it — tiny, their eyes tightly shut, with warm, velvety sides. Marsa carefully placed the new one next to them, gently licked it, and curled herself around them as if protecting them from the whole world. I couldn’t understand: where was she finding these puppies? And why was she bringing them one by one? During the day, there was a loud knock at the door — so loud that the glass in the frame rattled. I froze, and Lili clung to my hand as if sensing something bad. I opened the door — there stood a policeman and Mrs. Miller, our neighbor, known for noticing everything and everyone. Her face was darker than a storm cloud. — Do you have a cat? — the officer asked without wasting time on greetings. — Yes… — I nodded cautiously. — What happened? He held my gaze for a long moment, studying me, then quietly said: — In that case… you’d better sit down. I didn’t yet know what I was about to hear, but a cold shiver ran down my spine, and my heart skipped a beat. Continuation in the first comment👇