"What," Rachel asked looking up to her Mother with wondering eyes
"Rachel, I know this confusing for you." Shelby began. "But I want my baby back, and I need you to give that to me, and if you can't do this for that reason , then consider this the rest of your punishment for the way you've been behaving lately."
Rachel blushed but snuggled into her mother. "I still don't understand what all this means mom."
"I'm making you my baby girl again. So of course that means there are going to be some rules, they may help you understand what we're going to do," Shelby explained to the bewildered girl. "Rule number one: You are not to use the bathroom ever, that's what the diapers are for. Rule number two you may not speak in full sentences only short simple sentences. Rule number three you're a baby and you expected to act as such, also you may not stay home alone, you will either come with me or the sitter I have arranged will come over to watch you or you'll stay over there." Shelby looked down at Rachel. "Do you understand?"
Rachel was still quite shocked by what her mother was telling her. If her mother wanted her to be a baby that's just what she'll be, but she won't be an easy baby she'll be a clingy whiny baby. If a baby was what she wanted that's what she was going to get.
"I understand mommy," Rachel said in the most infantile way possible.
" Alrighty then Rachie, way don't we get some breakfast then."
Shelby got to her feet and carried her daughter from her room down into the living room. Before heading onto the kitchen Shelby sat Rachel down in a blanket with some toys on the living room floor, and headed to the kitchen.
"Rachie, I need you to stay here and play while mommy gets you some breakfast, be mommy's little angel."
Shelby left to go to the kitchen but before she got halfway there Rachel began to whine and whimper. "Mommy, I no want you go," She carried on. Shelby turned on her heels.
"Rachel sweetie mommy is just going in the kitchen to make you some num-nums okay? Just sit and play with your toys," Shelby told the whimpering girl while brushing the hair from her face. Rachel simply pouted buy allowed her mother to leave the living room to whip up some breakfast, because she was starting to get hungry. Rachel began to occupy herself with the various toys that were scattered about her blanket . Much to her surprise she became quite entertained in playing with the toys, playing out story lines with the various plastic animals soon had her mind completely enraptured. A few minutes later Shelby emerged from the kitchen carrying a baby bottle in her hand.
"Up you go," She cooed as she lifted Rachel her spot on the floor. At this Rachel began to kick her legs and fuss, she was just getting to the climax of her storyline between the good toys and the bad toys and she was not ready to finished playing than you very much.
"Why all the fuss Rachie? Just a second ago you wanted me to hold you."
"I still playin Mama" She whined.
"I know baby, but it's time to eat right now, you can play later," Shelby glanced up at the clock hoping Rachel would fall asleep for her nap so that she could leave for Vocal Adrenaline practice once the sitter showed up without Rachel throwing a fit.
"I NOT HUNGRY I WANNA PLAY," Rachel screamed.
Shelby just ignored the brewing tantrum and picked up Rachel's teddy bear and carried her over to the couch. Rachel calmed a little when her mother handed her the well-known friend and snuggled it close. Shelby settled on the couch and situated a still fussy Rachel so her head has laying in the crook of her arm and used the other arm to put the nipple in the girl's mouth. Rachel soon relaxed into her mother and began a steady sucking motion with on the bottle as she looked up at her mother with adoring eyes. Before they gently fluttered closed, Shelby made quick work of replacing the bottle with a pacifier. After placing Rachel back in her bed (She had yet to set up the "Rachel sized" crib that Hiram had made.) She called up Quinn to make final arrangements for the afternoon.
Rachel awoke later that afternoon, almost forgetting that mornings events until she felt the rubber nipple from the pacifier in her mouth and the thick padding between her legs, not to mention the wetness she felt on her bottom. She began to cry knowing that her mommy would come and change her soon. But when the bedroom door opened, it wasn't her mother who entered the room. It was none other than Quinn Fabray. Was this her new babysitter? She didn't want Quinn to come change her wet diaper and comfort her she wanted her mommy.
"Hey Rachie have a good, nap" Quinn cooed as she brushed the hair from Rachel's eyes and rubbed soothing circles on her back.