Quinn and Mommy ... and the flu

Yes, it is actually McKenna and Mommy who have the flu, but this post is about Quinn and Mommy and the flu.

There is something about being sick that is really good for me. It slows me down. It makes life simpler. It actually makes me happier. Is that crazy?

And it always brings Quinn and I closer together. We become the best of friends, and the real Quinn and the real mommy reunite.

I had noticed since Quinn started school and I went back to work, she wasn't talking as much. She didn't seem to want to do anything with me. We never read. We never learned new letters or did any of the other fun stuff she liked to do before. It make me sad, but I just chalked it up to a new stage or a new Quinn.

But after this last week of me staying home from school, the old Quinn is back, and she is 3 months smarter. We are having so much fun together. This morning we just cuddled in my bed talking and laughing. She is talking about letters and songs and books again. She started using the potty again. She started talking, playing with new things, listening to my opinions and getting along. It is amazing, and it is very eyeopening.

Just today in the car on the way to the nanny's house, she told to go the other way (toward home) so she could get her things. We had forgotten her doggy and paci at home. She didn't flip out. We just talking about it, and we agreed that she would be fine without her things, but it would be better if we stopped at a store to get a paci. No fussing. No crying. Just talking and hugs and kisses.

So that is it: My Quinn needs more attention and more love. And the best part is I think I would really enjoying giving her more attention and more love. The feeling is mutual.

I forget that being a working mama does come with a cost.

Quinn hasn't been changing. I have.