Newborn baby Monee lay on the soft cloth, her tiny body suddenly tensing as her face scrunched in confusion. A strange feeling rushed through her belly all at once. She pushed, squeaked softly, and before she understood what was happening, everything came together—poop and pee at the same time.
Monee startled herself.
Her legs kicked gently, and she let out a small cry, not from pain, but from surprise. Her body was so little, so new to the world, that even normal things felt big and overwhelming. Warmth spread beneath her, unfamiliar and uncomfortable. She cried louder now, tiny hands opening and closing, searching for comfort.
Mom noticed immediately. She hurried over, heart softening at the sight. To Monee, the sensation felt endless. She didn’t know that this was normal, that newborn bodies are still learning how to work. She only knew she felt messy, strange, and out of control.
Mom spoke gently while lifting her, keeping her calm with a steady voice. Monee’s cries slowed slightly as she felt familiar arms around her. Even so, her face stayed tense, eyes shiny with tears. Being dirty made her uneasy. She wanted to feel clean. She wanted things to be right again.
The cloth was changed carefully. Warm water cleaned her skin. Each gentle wipe brought relief. Monee relaxed bit by bit, her cries turning into soft whimpers. Her breathing steadied. Her tiny toes curled in comfort.
When it was over, Monee lay clean and dry, wrapped snugly. The stress left her body all at once, making her yawn. Her eyes fluttered, heavy with exhaustion from such a big moment for such a small baby.
Mom kissed her softly, smiling. Accidents weren’t mistakes. They were signs of life, growth, and learning.
Monee settled peacefully, unaware of the worry she had caused. Her body was doing exactly what it should. In her short life, she had already learned something important—no matter how uncomfortable the moment, comfort always comes after.
Wrapped in warmth and care, Monee drifted into sleep, safe, clean, and loved.
