Ronaldo sat on the floor with his tiny legs spread out, his face already turning red with emotion. The moment he saw his mom walk away to prepare food, his world collapsed. To him, it didn’t matter that she was only a few steps away. All he understood was that her warmth, her smell, and her attention were gone.
Suddenly, Ronaldo screamed loudly, his sharp cries filling the space. Anger and fear mixed together in his voice. He slapped his hands on the ground, shaking his little body in protest. How could mom leave him alone at a time like this? His eyes followed her every movement, hoping she would turn back immediately.
Mom tried to reassure him with gentle words, but Ronaldo didn’t want promises. He wanted her now. His screams grew louder, echoing with frustration. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he rocked back and forth, feeling abandoned even though mom was still close.
Inside, mom’s heart felt torn. She hurried to prepare the food faster, glancing back again and again at her screaming baby. She knew Ronaldo wasn’t being naughty. He was scared. For a baby, waiting feels endless, and separation feels like loss.
At last, mom returned. The moment Ronaldo saw her coming closer, his cries shifted from angry screams to desperate sobs. She picked him up, holding him tightly against her chest. His body trembled as he clung to her, afraid she might leave again.
Slowly, his breathing calmed. The anger melted away, replaced by relief. Mom rocked him gently, whispering softly while offering the food. Ronaldo sniffled, then focused on eating, his small hands still gripping her shirt.
That loud screaming moment became quiet again. Ronaldo learned nothing about patience that day, but he learned something more important. When he cries, mom comes back. When he is scared, he is not alone.
For babies like Ronaldo, love is not explained with words. It is proven by returning arms, warm hugs, and staying close. Even when food must be prepared, reassurance must come first. In mom’s embrace, Ronaldo finally felt safe, calm, and whole again, his loud anger fading into peaceful trust and gentle comfort.
