My DIL Demanded I Babysit for Free, I Taught Her a Lesson She Won’t Forget

This is one of those situations where no matter what you do, someone thinks you are wrong. I love my son, I love my grandchild, and I never imagined I would be questioning my own choices like this. But after what just happened, I honestly need an outside perspective. My daughter-in-law thinks I crossed a line, my son is stuck in the middle, and I am left wondering if setting a boundary makes me the bad guy.

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My daughter-in-law asked me to babysit once. Just once. She called and said it was an emergency because their regular babysitter canceled at the last minute. I agreed without hesitation. I am a grandmother, not a monster. I enjoy spending time with my grandchild and I was happy to help.

The next weekend, she called again. Same words.
“Emergency, help!”

I smiled and said yes. I told myself these things happen. Then it happened again. And again.

Before I realized it, she was calling every single weekend. No advance notice. No checking if I was free. Just a panicked call that always somehow lined up with their dinner plans, outings, or personal time. I adjusted my life around it. I canceled plans. I stayed quiet.

She never offered to pay. Not once. It was always assumed I would show up, watch the baby, and go home like this was now my role. I agreed for months.

This weekend, she called again. Same tone. Same urgency “Emergency, help!” I said yes, but this time I had a plan. I decided enough was enough and I needed to stand up for myself, or I’ll forever be the retired grandma whose only task is to be a free babysitter.

When I arrived, I was not alone.

She opened the door and froze. Behind me was a woman she had never met. She stared at both of us like something was wrong. She asked who the woman was. I calmly told her I hired a certified babysitter since this had clearly become a regular thing. I said I would stay for a bit to help settle the child, but the sitter would take over.

Her mood changed instantly.

She said she never agreed to pay anyone. I told her, just as calmly, that I never agreed to be unpaid childcare every weekend either. She said family should help family. I said family should also respect boundaries and other people’s time, not take them for granted.

I stayed for about half an hour, explained the routine to the sitter, kissed my grandchild, and left.

Helping once is kindness. Helping occasionally is love. Being expected to drop everything every weekend for free is an entitlement.

I am retired, but that does not mean my time has no value. I have my own life, health, and responsibilities. Babysitting should be something I offer, not something demanded through guilt and fake emergencies. I thought this was the end of this ordeal, but I was wrong.

Later that evening, my son called me, and he was angry. Not just annoyed, but properly mad. He said I crossed a line by bringing a stranger to babysit their child without warning them first. He said it made my daughter-in-law uncomfortable and that I had no right to make that decision.

I tried to explain why I did it, how the weekend calls kept happening, how I was never asked ahead of time, and how it slowly turned into an expectation. He cut me off and said, “You should have just said no instead of pulling something like that.”

That hurt. I told him I tried being polite for months. I told him that every time I said yes, it just taught them that my time did not matter. He said I embarrassed his wife and made things worse instead of better.

We ended the call tense and upset. He has not called back since. My daughter-in-law has not said a word either. I don’t understand their reactions. I did not refuse to help in general. I refused to be treated like free childcare on demand. There is a difference. Was what I did wrong?

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