Little Bella had been full of energy all morning. She was bouncing on pillows, tugging on blankets, and making her usual baby monkey mischief. Her tiny hands pulled at Mom’s tail again and again, giggling without a care.
But today… Mom wasn’t in the mood.
Tired, moody, and already stressed, Bella’s mom had been trying to rest. When Bella gave one last tug, Mom suddenly spun around — eyes sharp, voice loud.
“EHHH!!” she growled, swatting the air near Bella’s feet.
Bella froze.
Her smile disappeared. Her chest rose with quick, frightened breaths. She had never seen Mom so angry.
She stepped back slowly, her tiny face crumbling. Big, round eyes filled with tears. Her ears folded down as she crouched in the corner of the room.
Her body trembled.
She was terrified.
Not hurt — but deeply shocked.
She didn’t understand what she had done so wrong. Mom was always her safe place. But now, that same loving face looked so different, so distant.
For a long moment, everything was silent — just Bella’s soft sobs and the still air between them.
Then Mom looked over and saw her baby… shaking, eyes begging for comfort. Her anger melted.
She reached out slowly and pulled Bella into her arms. No scolding. No more loud sounds.
Just warmth.
Just love.
Bella sniffled into Mom’s chest, her heartbeat slowly calming. She didn’t understand everything — but she felt something important: she was still loved.
Even when Mom got mad, she would always come back. And Bella… would always be her baby. 🐵❤️
