The morning was quiet and peaceful when tiny Alba woke up in her mother’s arms. Her little eyes slowly opened, and she began searching for the warmth and comfort she always loved. Alba was still so small and helpless, and all she wanted was to feel safe beside her beloved mother, Anna.
“Mama! Mama! I want my milk!” Alba cried in her tiny voice.
Anna gently looked down at her daughter. She had been busy all morning and felt exhausted. When Alba began crying for milk, Anna sighed and tried to calm her down.
“Please, Alba, wait a little while,” Anna whispered.
But tiny Alba did not understand. Her little face turned red as tears rolled down her cheeks. She waved her tiny hands and cried even louder, desperately reaching toward her mother.
“Mama, please! I’m hungry! Don’t leave me!” her heartbreaking cries seemed to say.
Anna initially turned away, hoping Alba would settle down. However, hearing her daughter’s desperate sobs made her stop and think. She looked back and saw Alba’s trembling lips, wet cheeks, and tiny arms reaching toward her.
Suddenly, Anna’s heart softened.
“Oh, my poor little girl,” she whispered, gently picking Alba up again. “I’m here, sweetheart. Mommy is here.”
Alba continued whimpering, burying her little face against Anna’s chest. Her tiny fingers held tightly onto her mother’s clothes, as though she feared being left alone again.
Anna kissed Alba’s forehead and rocked her gently. She realized that her baby needed more than just food. Alba also needed patience, affection, and reassurance that her mother would comfort her when she felt frightened or hungry.
“I’m sorry, my little angel,” Anna murmured lovingly.
She checked whether Alba was ready for her usual milk feeding and made herself comfortable. As Anna offered her milk, Alba gradually became calmer, feeling the warmth of her mother’s embrace.
Soon, her cries faded into little hiccups. Her eyes grew sleepy, and she snuggled peacefully against Anna.
Anna smiled sadly, holding her precious daughter close