Following a car accident over a decade ago I was in a wheelchair for a few months.
People with kids in the disabled toilets were the single most frustrating thing I encountered and I had no issues with bladder control. Your child having different genitals to you is not a disability. Therefore, it's not yours to use.
Prior to experiencing it myself, I probably would have said it was okay to do. But experience changes perspectives.
The number of times I sat outside a disabled toilet for up to ten minutes, only for a parent and toddler to come out and ram into my chair with their pram, then I had to move back so they could pass me, because heaven forbid they move for me, then they roll their eyes as if a lady in a wgeelchair wanting to use the disabled toilet is such an inconvenience, a few times I was stopped so their kid could ask me questions because I was a novelty, oh then I would get into the toilet and there would be urine all over the seat because children always miss and halfway through another kid would be banging on the door, lets just say, it was more often than not. Only once did I have to wait for someone who actually needed it.
People with kids in the disabled toilets were the single most frustrating thing I encountered and I had no issues with bladder control. Your child having different genitals to you is not a disability. Therefore, it's not yours to use.
Prior to experiencing it myself, I probably would have said it was okay to do. But experience changes perspectives.
The number of times I sat outside a disabled toilet for up to ten minutes, only for a parent and toddler to come out and ram into my chair with their pram, then I had to move back so they could pass me, because heaven forbid they move for me, then they roll their eyes as if a lady in a wgeelchair wanting to use the disabled toilet is such an inconvenience, a few times I was stopped so their kid could ask me questions because I was a novelty, oh then I would get into the toilet and there would be urine all over the seat because children always miss and halfway through another kid would be banging on the door, lets just say, it was more often than not. Only once did I have to wait for someone who actually needed it.