It was a quiet morning in the nursery when the tiny newborn baby monkey let out his first sharp cry. His fur was still soft and thin, his body fragile and trembling with each little movement. Wrapped in a small blanket, he blinked open his round eyes and looked around — confused, scared, and lonely. He didn’t see his mommy anywhere, and that’s when the crying began.
At first, it was just a soft squeak, a faint call for comfort. But when no answer came, the squeak grew into a desperate scream — a tiny yet heartbreaking sound that filled the whole room. His mouth opened wide, his tiny hands waving helplessly in the air, as if reaching out for the warmth he missed so much.
Daddy hurried over, kneeling beside the baby. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” he whispered, gently rubbing his little back. But the newborn didn’t understand those words. All he wanted was his mommy — her heartbeat, her scent, her soft fur against his cheek.
The sound of his cries carried both fear and longing, the kind of sound only a lost baby can make. His little chest heaved with each breath, eyes watering as he searched for the one presence that made him feel safe.
Daddy carefully lifted him and pressed him close to his chest. Feeling the warmth and steady rhythm of a heartbeat, the newborn slowly began to calm down. His fingers curled around Daddy’s shirt, still trembling but less afraid now.
He stopped screaming, replacing the cries with quiet whimpers. His breathing slowed, his tiny face relaxed. Daddy smiled softly, whispering, “You’re safe, little one. Mommy may not be here right now, but you’re not alone.”
As minutes passed, the baby drifted into silence, his head resting under Daddy’s chin. The morning light glowed softly through the curtains, touching the newborn’s fur with warmth. His cries were gone now — replaced by peaceful sleep, comforted by the care and love around him.
Though his mommy wasn’t there, her spirit seemed to linger in the quiet — as if whispering through the air, “Be strong, my baby. You’re loved.”
And for the first time that day, the little one slept peacefully, feeling safe again in the world.
