Little Bebe sat on the floor, her tiny hands clenched into fists, her lips trembling. Big tears welled up in her eyes as she let out a loud, frustrated cry. She wanted her mom to pick her up, to hold her close and comfort her, but instead, Mom was busy with something else.
Bebe’s cries grew louder as she kicked her little feet in protest. She reached out toward her mom, her face scrunched up in anger. Why wasn’t Mom paying attention to her? She needed a hug, right now!
Mom turned around, looking at Bebe with a gentle but firm expression. “Bebe, I’m right here,” she said softly, but she didn’t rush to pick her up. Instead, she continued her work, knowing Bebe had to learn to wait sometimes.
But Bebe didn’t want to wait! Her little body trembled with frustration as she sobbed even harder. She lay down dramatically, rolling on the floor, her cries echoing through the room.
Finally, after a moment, Mom walked over and knelt beside her. She reached out, gently stroking Bebe’s tiny head. “Come here, little one,” she whispered.
Bebe sniffled, her big eyes looking up at Mom. Slowly, she crawled into her arms, clinging tightly as if she would never let go. Mom hugged her warmly, rubbing her back in slow, comforting circles.
The moment she was in her mother’s embrace, Bebe’s cries softened into small sniffles. She buried her face in Mom’s chest, feeling safe and loved again.
Sometimes, she could be stubborn, but deep down, all she ever wanted was the warmth of her mother’s hug.
