The forest was still damp from the early morning dew, and a gentle breeze moved softly through the leaves. In a quiet corner beneath an old tree, a heartbreaking scene unfolded. A tiny newborn baby monkey lay curled in his mother’s arms, crying in short, weak sounds that showed how much pain he was feeling. His little body trembled every time he let out a cry, and his mother looked down at him with deep worry in her eyes.
The young mother kept adjusting her arms, trying to find a position that would help soothe him, but nothing seemed to stop his discomfort. She pressed her cheek gently against his small head, whispering soft, warm murmurs only a mother could make. Her tail wrapped protectively around his tiny legs, trying to shield him from the cold ground and any danger nearby. Still, the baby’s face tightened in pain, and his cries grew more pitiful, echoing softly through the trees.
Desperate to comfort him, the mother carefully guided him closer to her chest, hoping he would nurse and relax. The newborn tried to latch, but the pain in his small body made him pull back each time. His little hands opened and closed weakly, as though he was asking for help but couldn’t understand what was happening to him. The mother felt his struggle and immediately stroked his back with her gentle fingers, calming him enough to try again.
For a moment, he managed to nurse, but then another wave of discomfort made him whimper and release his grip. His mother looked around nervously, as if searching for a safer, quieter place where he could rest. But no matter where she moved, the baby’s cries continued—soft, heartbreaking sounds that showed how fragile he still was.
She bent down and groomed his tiny head with slow, careful licks, hoping that her touch would ease his pain. Every time he squirmed, she hugged him tighter, pulling him closer to her warmth. She shifted her body to block the sunlight from hitting his face, giving him shade and comfort. The more she cared, the more determined she became to help him through his suffering.
Though the newborn’s cries were full of sadness, the mother never gave up. She stayed with him, soothing him, nursing him, holding him with all the love she had. In her embrace, despite the pain, the baby felt the safety of a mother who would never leave his side.
