Little Jasmine lay on her back on the floor, her tiny body full of emotion.
She had just been wanting Mom’s arms—
Warm.
Close.
Safe.
“Eee…?”
A soft, uneasy sound came first.
But when she wasn’t picked up right away—
“EEEEEE!”
Jasmine burst into a loud, temper-filled cry, her voice full of need and frustration. Her little body stayed lying backward as she cried harder and louder.
“Eee! Eee!”
Her hands moved, her face tightened, clearly asking—
“Pick me up…”
She didn’t want to stay down.
She wanted closeness.
Right now.
Her cries echoed strongly, filled with longing.
Mom stayed close, watching carefully and speaking softly to reassure her.
After a moment—
She gently picked Jasmine up.
Instantly—
The crying softened.
Her body relaxed.
Jasmine clung tightly, finally getting the comfort she had been asking for.
“Eee…”
A soft, calm sound now.
For little Jasmine, even a short moment without being held feels big—but once she’s in Mom’s arms, everything feels safe again.
