I Followed 800 Rules As A Postpartum Nanny... And My Life Became A Terrifying Nightmare.

On my first day as a postpartum nanny, the client’s mother-in-law dragged me into the kitchen.

“These are our family rules. You must memorize them backwards and forwards. When you’re in our house, you follow our rules,” she hissed.

I took the papers she thrust at me and flipped through page after page… There were over 800 rules crammed onto those sheets:

“The mother is forbidden from contacting the baby. The baby is forbidden from contacting female babies. The new mother is forbidden from eating her fill…”