The world's first marketplace for short-term, long-term and weekend-only babies. All the giggles. None of the 3 a.m. Someone else's stretch marks.
Parents already run their baby like a personal brand. We just added a "Book now" button.
List your little one with 40 flattering photos, a bio written in the baby's voice, and house rules. Set your own nightly rate. Superhost status unlocks after 10 nap-time check-ins.
Broody-but-not-ready couples, influencers who need a co-star, and grandparents whose own grandkids live abroad. Filter by "sleeps through," "doesn't bite," and "comes with own snacks."
Every booking is parent-present, fully chaperoned, and absolutely fictional, because this website is a joke and no transaction is possible, legal, or happening.
"Booked the Weekend Getaway for a cousin's wedding so I'd finally have a cute baby in my feed. Got 1,400 likes. Baby got a juice box. Everybody won."
"The Sampler cured me. One hour. Loud hour. I have put the pram back on the wishlist for 2031."
"My own grandchildren are 12,000 km away. Little Veer let me read him three stories and fall asleep on me. Five stars. I made him a sweater."
"Kabir's listing pays for his own college fund and he hasn't done a single thing. Honestly prouder of him than of myself."
We take the imaginary safety of our imaginary babies extremely seriously.
Every renter is screened, verified, and then reminded that this is a satirical website and they cannot actually rent a human infant.
Parents watch the whole time via our app. The app does not exist. Neither does the baby. The parents are right there.
Up to βΉ1,00,00,000 of protection against spit-up, heartbreak, and suddenly wanting one of your own. Claims paid in exactly zero rupees.
No. Airbaby is satire. You cannot rent a baby. You cannot list a baby. Babies are not a short-term rental asset, no matter what their Instagram following suggests. This site is a joke about the gig economy, Airbnb, and parents who run their kids like a startup.
Every button on this page opens a polite reminder that you have been joking this whole time. There is no checkout, no baby, no booking, no database of children. There is, however, a footer.
Because "parents already make elaborate profiles for their babies" is one punchline away from Airbnb, and we couldn't let that go. If it made you laugh and slightly uncomfortable, it's working.
The same people who brought you a yacht-rental spoof and an OnlyFans for AI founders. We make satire sites. This is one of them. Go hug a real baby that belongs to someone who consented.
Join 0 hosts and 0 babies on the marketplace that does not and will never exist.
You can't actually rent a baby β this is a satire site. No listings, no checkout, no babies. But you can go cuddle one that's already yours (or politely ask a friend).