When she was very small (2yo) I'd take her in the men's room and prayed they had a changing table. It was a 50/50 situation.
When she was mostly toilet trained I'd take her with me into the men's & we'd try for the wheelchair accessible stall.
When she was fully able to go by herself I'd let her use the women's unattended, and I'd lurk outside the entrance. If she too more than 10 minutes I'd ask somebody entering to "please check on my daughter". Half the time she'd be singing.
the question, ladies, is would you rather have a father see you washing your hands, or have his daughter catch a glimpse of some urinal action?
i certainly don't know what the right answer is, or if there even is one. i have too many penises.
@Burnt_Veggies restrooms are so fraught! My daughter transitioned ~7 years ago and I only recently learned about some of the anxieties she still has around them. I go with her whenever I can.
Diapers? I'd find a quiet place, and change her on a blanket. No bathroom. When she was old enough to not need diapers, she'd go to the women's room, and I'd stand outside. If I had use to the bathroom, she'd stand outside and wait for me.
It never happened(that I remember), but if I were some place I really didn't trust, I'd have brought her into the men's bathroom with me.
In the woods, we'd use the woods.
@RickiTarr Can you imagine what would happen if we (men) tried to go into the women's washroom!? I'd be worried I would be attacked or arrested.
Was much simpler to bring my daughters into the men's washrooms and changerooms (thinking back to the pool days).
@RickiTarr on more than one occasion, I took her into the female restroom. Because that was the one that had the change table.
In the interval between being toilet trained and still needing to be supervised, I took her into the men’s. By about age 5, I’d take her to the female restroom and wait outside.
I went into a public toilet at a beach some years ago to find a child crying in a locked cubicle and women shouting instructions to unlock the door.
There was a big enough gap at the top to climb over, but I wasn't that athletic.
So I went out, called over a male friend, dragged him in, and he climbed over to let her out.
Her father was outside, oblivious.
If I'd stopped to think, I may have thought twice about taking a man in, but I didn't.
@RickiTarr Depends on the age! If she can wipe/dress herself, I will be here outside the women’s room door. So I guess about 3 or 4? Before that she went in the men’s room with me into a stall.
This seems totally normal?