New Nanny Loves My Kid

other-in-law announced that she was feeling un

to go back on her word. I fe

child, promising that she would take care of me and the

ps I wouldn't have seen through

aybe I wouldn't have discover

g, I had always been well-behaved and sensible. M

d predictable, studying, graduati

. So, I settled down in this small town. Little d

. But my mother-in-law frequently urged us to have a child, convincingly assuring us that she

t pressured by her

. He often suggested that we should listen to his mother while she was still young and

have a child, there was no point in opposing them. I didn't want

My mother-in-law frequently visited me, broug

king me to prenatal check-ups and

nces, I was quite satisfied with my husband's

ired yet and couldn't come to care for me. They

parents couldn't come to care for me. Instead, I felt proud of my decisi

udgment was sound a

ughtfulness and care. Sometimes she was happy, but other times she sigh

erns to heart, as I ha

excruciating pain of childbirth and gav

but when the nurse placed her beside me, I was filled with j

w came in, I beamed through tear

ther-in-law held my daughter, smiling sli

ionally tease the baby, saying, "Sweetheart, in a couple of years,

nd couldn't help but say, "She's jus

l in my postpartum recovery period. Why hint

eriod. She just cooked meals. Fortunately, my husband was atten

n't want to take care of the baby anymore. I confronted my husband, "Your mom promised to help us wi

m isn't feeling well. Let her rest for a while. Maybe she'll come back to help us

ernity leave ended, leaving just me and the baby at ho

them day after day was exhausting, especially with exclusive breastfeeding. I had to feed her every two hours. The speed she drank

cries disturbed his sleep, affecting his work the next day. I

and I was the only one soothing her, I felt

bore most of the responsibility

my return to work approaching, I urged my husband to

llowed up on my request, often

loomed, I grew anxious and

ily retorted, "It was you who gave birth to the baby, not my mom. How ca

because I was the child's mother didn't m

e baby! Now she wants to go back on her words. Since that's the case,

leaving behind a cryin

d to clean up the mess

rely on my mother-in-law, and although my husband admit

fact that life after marriage was

-law suggested I quit my job t

o care for a child, but she'll give us some money every month. You should quit y

should be grateful for being at home and getting exhaus

every year, and my job was relatively easy w

relaxed than staying

at home with the child was a gre

ld, it was exhausting. But if his wife did it, s

double standard. And i

anny. My husband, seeing my d

in her fifties, who appeared clean and tidy,

ience, but she seemed al

ut I treated it as nonsense, not taking it seriously. After all, she wa

ry, and the child, observing how she interacted with the baby. After some

to be safe. The cameras were discreetly placed among the decorative flowers by the door, making it har

ping with the child but also doin

do the chores, just focus on the child, as my h

it was no big deal. She d

ys, I felt muc

s of the city. Her husband had passed away due to illness, and she had a da

m a young age and didn't want to work when they grew up,

her daughter to work, as staying home too l

and after hesitating for a while, she sighe

inwardly, thinking she was too soft-he

ldren, but ultimately, it was her famil

d her disagreement, saying, "She's a woman herself, yet she looks down on women. That's

enuinely liked girls,

e situation at home through my phone, seeing Sophia happily entertainin

rking for a while, I g

l at noon or in the evening, she would often cry. Yet, w

othing children, while we, with our limited time at h

ggesting that taking the child out more often would ex

nly four months old, still being carried around, unlike a toddler who could walk a

flickered thr

noisy, sometimes making us feel grateful for having a nanny. Otherwise,

ter thinking it over, I realized that when in the living room, although Sop

leep, why would Sophi

asleep, why was the

everything seemed more su

I felt uneasy

at that moment but in her bedroom, I quietly opened the door and went straight to the nanny's room window. The c

re lying on the bed, with Sophia's ar

a sigh of relief, thinking per

e, my girl woke up and