Military Woman Hires Perfect Nanny but Feels ‘Sick’ after Checking Cameras

After checking her nanny cam, a mom is horrified and shaken on finding disturbing footage of her babysitter breastfeeding her youngest son.

The startling footage was discovered on a home cam, with the mom-of-two taking to Reddit to reveal how the embarrassing incident played out and what she did next to the babysitter.

In a now-deleted username, a Reddit mom deployed in the military with her husband said she needed assistance to tend to her newborn. The couple thought a nanny would be of great help and hired one.

For the first few weeks of her son’s birth until the next six months, the Original Poster (OP) had a less than a great experience with a babysitter who faced issues with scheduling and payment.

The woman quit, leaving the couple in a hurry to find a substitute. That’s when their neighbor’s 20-year-old daughter volunteered to help them.

Over time, OP’s kids loved their new nanny. The woman’s kind gestures treated the mom with an explosion of good thoughts about her, but she missed some of the red flags.

The babysitter often volunteered to help OP even when not asked. Having trusted her nanny completely, OP once shared her difficulty with lactating and how she often relied on donor milk for her baby. Moved by the mom’s confession, the nanny sympathized with her, pressing OP for more details. The mom got carried away and revealed more information without thinking twice.

OP had set up nanny cameras in the living room and their bedroom to monitor her children. She fully trusted her nanny and never checked the cameras, but one time, she was having a bad day and decided to check on her kids. She recalled:

“I never feel compelled to check for the simple fact that I trust my nanny. However, I was having a rough day yesterday and wanted to see what the little ones were up to so I decided to pop in. My nanny was sitting on my bed, rocking my son, and attempting to breastfeed him.”

The OP was disgusted. “I almost felt sick, it just seemed so inappropriate,” she expressed. The mother confronted the nanny, who was highly apologetic, saying she “just wanted to help” her because of her lactation issues. But deep inside, OP was still unmoved. She decided to dig through older footage and discovered more unsettling details.

After rummaging through recordings from the past few weeks, OP noticed a strange trend in the nanny’s daily routine. The woman would unplug the camera in the bedroom whenever she put the baby for naps and restart it on leaving.

The mom was unsettled and decided to ask the nanny the following day for a reasonable explanation. Eventually, more appalling details came to light.

The babysitter told OP that she was “uncomfortable” with the camera pointing at her while she attempted to put the baby to sleep. OP found it baseless as the camera didn’t detect motion and followed any target.

Still unmoved, the mom asked the nanny why she didn’t manually angle the camera towards the crib. The woman said she didn’t know, which OP felt was just another lie as she’d previously noticed that someone had angled the camera towards the baby, and the idea of her 5-year-old doing it was impossible.

OP checked more recordings to see if she was missing something else. She discovered that the nanny left her daughter in an enclosed pantry and her toddler unattended in the backyard. To her dismay, it didn’t end there.

It was too much for the mom, and she returned with an update after the people online suggested she check if there was theft too. Redditor InvisibleShadow2U wrote:

“Because no one has mentioned it: check your valuables, especially any that you keep in your bedroom. If she’s turning off the camera, she may well be digging through your stuff.”

In a follow-up, OP said she checked her room for anything missing and discovered that a couple of her toddler’s outfits and her daughter’s small blanket had vanished.

Even the box of old baby clothes she’d set aside for charity had gone missing. The nanny’s father later returned the things, except for the blanket because she claimed she couldn’t find it.

“I’ve worked as a nanny. This is beyond inappropriate. You need boundaries in place, like, yesterday,” user gatitamonster commented, adding:

“Part of making that my profession is recognizing and respecting the fact that I’m not the child’s parent.”

Several parents suggested what OP needed to do next after her horrific experience with the nanny came to light.

The ordeal placed immense stress on the mother, who was horrified that she unknowingly encouraged a situation that put her children’s health and safety at risk. This compelled her to make a tough call.

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