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Is It Ever Okay to Trust a Stranger With Your Baby?

How do you feel about leaving your babies in the care of someone else? A friend; a relative – a stranger? Some people, through circumstances (or even through desire – not my bag but who am I to judge) will leave their baby at nursery or with a childminder from a very young age. But that’s not what I’m referring to today. Here’s what I really want to know: is it ever okay to trust a stranger with your baby?

When it comes to separation anxiety, some parents are more uptight than others *puts arm in the air* – and I wonder if perhaps that stems from some kind of trauma which makes us hyper wary. I think that was the case for me with Pixie – following her traumatic delivery I became incredibly anxious and for a long time I couldn’t have her out of my sight. But of course we get over this in time, when we’re ready.

And then there are the situations we can’t possibly foresee or prepare for, when sometimes we have to make an uncomfortable judgement call…

When Trusting a Stranger Becomes An Attractive Option

Let me set the scene. Shopping with a newborn, you’re suddenly seized with the urgent need for a wee. The disabled loo is locked and there’s nobody around from whom to obtain the key. The ladies is large enough to wheel the pram into – but not to get into a cubicle. Your sweet infant is snoozing peacefully, and the nice middle-aged lady who reminds you of your mum sees your dilemma and offers her assistance. What do you do?

What would you do if you were alone with your children and needed help? Is it ever okay to trust a stranger with your child? #stranger #help

In that situation, would you:

a) Continue to cross your legs, whilst urging your weary undercarriage not to betray you, ie. leak;

b) Wake your tiny sleeping baby and fumble her on your lap whilst leaving your pram (and probably your change bag) unattended;

c) Hoist the car seat off the pushchair chassis and balance it between your lap and the door with one hand, whilst using the other hand to lower your trousers and pants (hospital grade pad and all);

d) Allow the benevolent stranger to watch your baby for two excruciating minutes, while you play the potential consequences through your mind like a bad horror movie on loop?

I went for D and I’ve never quite forgiven myself. Nothing happened – except the relief that comes from emptying one’s bladder when one’s pelvic floor ain’t what it was. Of course that was nothing – nothing – compared to the relief that came from retrieving my baby girl afterwards. That feeling stayed with me for a long time afterwards – I can still conjure it quite vividly now.

Vulnerability as a woman

Was I wrong? Stupid? Naive? I’m still unsure, but I know I wouldn’t repeat my decision in the same circumstances: afterwards I was gripped by a sense of dread, when my imaginings turned unbidden to thoughts of Kate McCann.

I’ve always believed she was a fool at best – yet I did very similar.

Is It Ever Okay to Trust a Stranger With Your Baby?

Then there was the time I was waiting in the doctor’s surgery for an appointment and they overran so long that I needed to put a new ticket on the car. The staff suggested that I wheel Pixie into reception and leave her with them for a few minutes. I was seized by panic, but felt ridiculous to do anything other than capitulate – the English-ness in me refused to insult the kind reception staff…but – potentially – at the expense of my daughter’s safety?

Of course, that was also fine. But does the formal setting make a difference? Should it?

More recently I had both my girls with me and, following a doctor’s appointment, Pixie was having a great time enjoying some (spontaneous, hence ill-planned) crafts in the library. But I needed to move the car out of the time-limited free space I’d left it in, and she was not happy about it. In fairness I wasn’t either – because of the faff involved in once I’d pacified Pixie with promises we’d return!

What would you do if you were alone with your children and needed help? Is it ever okay to trust a stranger with your child? #stranger #help

Essentially what that meant was getting trussed up again to go out into the Arctic weather, walking to the car, unloading the pushchair and paraphernalia into the car, heaving both girls into their seats and strapping them in, driving round the corner – and all to get us back out two minutes later. Fuuuun. There was about thirty minutes of the group to run, and by the time we’d got back it would be almost time to leave again. Sigh.

A nice lady became aware of our predicament and offered to watch Pixie for me, who was being angelic and was totally engrossed in her gluing and sticking. What would you do?!

I fell out of favour with Pixie but was able to hold my head high in taking the responsible decision – despite the cringeworthy awkwardness of basically telling the woman I didn’t trust her not to kidnap my daughter.

Choosing Between Your Baby’s Safety and Your Daughter’s Privacy

Even more recently a lady tried to help me in a coffee shop. This time I needed to take my daughter to the toilet, but the disabled loo was locked for an interminably long time. I was about to give up and use the cubicle which was too little for my pram and I had several choices here, none of them good:

a) Allow the kind lady to watch my new baby while I took my big girl to the toilet;

b) Wake Elfin and take her into the toilet with us, leave my pushchair with the lady – but this also meant attempting to hoick Pixie onto the toilet whilst holding her sister;

c) Allow the kind lady to stand by the open toilet door with Elfin, crucially within eyeshot – but this also meant the toilet door was open and my poor big girl’s privacy was compromised.

Again – what would you do?

The woman was really very nice; couldn’t have been sweeter in fact. She even got out photos of her own young child to show me, to try to put me at ease and ‘prove’ she was genuine and trustworthy. I was incredibly grateful to her – despite her enthusiastic determination ringing very quiet alarm bells…but not enough to leave my baby with her. She understood, and whilst chatting we decided that actually, we should probably notify staff that there may be somebody in trouble in the disabled loo.

Thank god I never had to make that decision in the end: a worker advised that the door sometimes became stuck and on inspection it transpired that the cubicle had been empty the whole time.

If these scenarios have taught me anything, it’s that we require better public toilet facilities for parents with prams, and that we must feel confident to do what we believe is right for our babies – even if it’s at the risk of offending somebody. In fairness, in each situation the ladies made clear they understood if I didn’t feel comfortable accepting their help, and some even said that though they’d be glad to assist, in my situation they’d decline the offer.

Isn’t it a sad world we live in, when we have to decline help in order to ensure the safety of our babies?

Is it ever okay to trust a stranger with your baby – and do circumstances change your answer? For example, would you respond differently to age/gender/a family; or would you react the same way to each? And would you offer help in that situation? My husband wouldn’t. He’d be only too glad to be of service, but because of the negative connotations and the default suspicion directed towards strangers – and specifically men – he would watch guiltily from the sidelines. What would you do?

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Lauren

Tuesday 15th of September 2020

Rightly or wrongly I bought a disabled toilet key off ebay for £2 as I'm often out with 2 under 5 on my own and the only place I can take them for a wee is the disabled toilet as there's nowhere to safely put a buggy. Best decision I made as the number of times I've used it in a toilet emergency for one of us (exploding nappies with no staff to open the baby change is one that springs to mind). I feel bad doing it but don't feel I have another safe option.

Kate Tunstall

Tuesday 15th of September 2020

Frankly, if this had ever occurred to me, I think I'd have done it too. I don't blame you at all.

Gorgeousgsmama

Wednesday 28th of February 2018

I let the midwives in the labour wars take George so I could get some sleep after he was born. Tbh they insisted as I was asking for everyone’s baby but that’s was probably the last time I did Tbh I’ve never had the option as he would still to this day protest that he must come with me. As for the toilet situation now I’ve been through childbirth I literally couldn’t care who saw what and I’ve always chosen to just prop the pushchair in the open doorway and pee that way. Obvs only in the confines of a ladies loo. Not a loo that would open up into a coffee shop etc as some do lol.

I just would never forgive myself and I’m very crazy about not letting him out of my sight, even at the park when so many others run off and disappear into the soft play. It stems from him being so clingy I’ve never had the choice to having all the Madeline McCann and alikes on my mind and in our face on the news. I couldn’t bare not even the thought of losing him but the horrors that might happen to him. It is horrid that the world is like that but a lot of these cultivated kidnaps use women and children to win people over as we consider them more innocent and trustworthy.

Kate Tunstall

Thursday 22nd of February 2018

That's true to be fair.

I get it about the nursery. You hear stories, and it's terrifying. Mind you, my daughter is talking and I don't always trust what she says either!

Kate Tunstall

Thursday 22nd of February 2018

I think intuition is a powerful tool and agree.

Yeah, I don't get that at all. Absolutely no way on earth.

Kate Tunstall

Thursday 22nd of February 2018

It's a really tough one, without a straight forward answer. I'm intrigued to see what other's opinions are!