My neighbor asked me to look after her 6 kids

In our quiet cul-de-sac, where everyone knows each other’s business, I found myself caught in a whirlwind drama. I’ve always been wary of one particular neighbor who somehow always managed to dump her kids on others. Despite usually saying no, I often ended up babysitting anyway.

One day, she came rushing to my door, babbling about needing to leave immediately and not returning until Sunday. She had six kids with her, ranging from a baby of six months to a seven-year-old. Despite my protests, she insisted, mentioning a waiting taxi, then dashed off before I could stop her.

I was furious! After waiting anxiously for 40 minutes, I texted her, giving her ten minutes to come back or I would call Child Services. She didn’t respond, so I called her, only to hear her say she couldn’t come back and suggested I drop the kids off with Jennifer, an elderly neighbor with health issues.

I stood firm, warning her that I would get the authorities involved if she didn’t return. She cursed at me and dared me to do it. Frustrated and feeling pushed to the edge, I made the call to Child Services, setting off a chain of events that couldn’t be reversed.

Afterward, I coldly let her know what I had done. She was halfway to Blackpool and threatened revenge, but I didn’t flinch. I even sent her a video showing that Child Services and the police were now involved.

This whole situation led to a huge argument with my husband. He, having grown up in foster care, lashed out at me, saying I could have just refused from the start or even passed the responsibility to Jennifer. He believed that once the kids were with Jennifer, it wouldn’t be our problem anymore.

But I couldn’t do that. Passing on six kids to an elderly woman felt wrong and cruel. Yet, my husband’s harsh words made me doubt myself, haunted by the stark realities of the foster care system.

Torn between guilt and responsibility, I considered going back to Child Services to claim a misunderstanding, hoping to maybe fix things. My husband’s stern words echoed in my mind, leaving me torn. In my confusion, I turned to Reddit for advice, looking for some understanding or validation for my actions.