My stepdaughter always causes trouble with my newborn. She tried to lift him up but almost dropped him five times, tried to feed him apples, and even nearly spilled hot soup on him. I knew she didn’t mean any harm, but her actions scared me, so I decided to keep my baby’s nursery door locked whenever I wasn’t there.
One afternoon, I was in the kitchen preparing lunch when I suddenly heard my baby crying loudly. My heart raced as I dropped everything and ran toward his room. To my shock, the door was wide open, even though I was sure I had locked it. Inside, my stepdaughter was standing by the crib, holding a toy over the baby and crying herself.
