The afternoon sun cast soft golden rays through the trees, but the peaceful moment was shattered by the heartbreaking cries of tiny baby Yuri.
“Eeeeh! Eeeeh!” Her tiny body trembled as she lay on the ground, her face red with frustration. Tears welled up in her big, round eyes, rolling down her soft cheeks. She cried so hard that her tiny chest heaved, her small hands reaching out desperately.
Her mother, who had been a short distance away, froze in place the moment she heard Yuri’s cry. It wasn’t just a simple whimper—this was a cry of true distress, one that made a mother’s heart ache.
She rushed over, her heartbeat racing. Seeing her baby so upset tore her apart.
“Oh, my sweet baby… what’s wrong?” she whispered, scooping little Yuri into her arms.
But Yuri wouldn’t stop crying. Her tiny fingers clutched her mother’s fur, and her sobs shook her whole body.
Mom felt completely helpless. She stroked Yuri’s back, kissed her little head, and rocked her gently.
“Shh… Mommy’s here, baby… don’t cry.”
But Yuri cried even harder, burying her face into her mother’s chest.
Tears filled the mother’s own eyes. She hated seeing her baby like this—so small, so fragile, so overwhelmed.
She pressed her cheek against Yuri’s soft fur and whispered, “It’s okay, my love… Mommy will always be here for you.”
Slowly, Yuri’s sobs turned into soft hiccups. Her tiny body relaxed in her mother’s embrace.
With a deep breath, her mother held her close, silently promising—no matter what, she would never let her baby cry alone.
