Pavpav was already in a bad mood before Mom even stood up. He sensed something was changing. The moment Mom turned and began to walk away, Pavpav’s face twisted with anger and panic. Within seconds, he threw himself onto the floor, starting a huge tantrum filled with loud screams and angry movements.
He slapped the ground with his tiny hands and kicked his feet wildly, rolling from side to side. His cries were sharp and demanding, echoing through the room. To Pavpav, Mom leaving—even for a moment—felt unbearable. It wasn’t just anger; it was fear mixed with jealousy and helplessness.
Mom paused and looked back, her heart heavy. She knew Pavpav was testing boundaries, but she also understood his emotions were real. Pavpav screamed louder when he saw her hesitate, hoping the noise would pull her back immediately. Tears streamed down his face as he cried with all his strength, his body tense and shaking.
For a moment, Mom stayed still. She spoke calmly, telling Pavpav she was still there and would come back. But Pavpav didn’t want words—he wanted closeness. He banged the floor again, throwing his biggest tantrum yet, his frustration boiling over.
Eventually, Mom returned and crouched beside him. She didn’t pick him up right away. Instead, she gently touched his back and waited for his screams to slow. Pavpav’s cries softened into sobs. He crawled closer, still upset but seeking comfort.
When Mom finally lifted him, his body relaxed instantly. His head rested against her shoulder, and his breathing slowly returned to normal. The anger drained away, leaving only exhaustion.
This moment showed that Pavpav’s tantrum wasn’t about being bad—it was about missing Mom before she was even gone. With patience and understanding, Mom helped him feel safe again, proving that love doesn’t disappear just because she steps away.
