baby love

Please, Mommy… don’t be a little heartless.

Listen—really listen—to what I’m trying to say.

“My hands are tiny, still learning to hold.
So when milk spills or water drips, it’s not because I’m careless…
It’s because I’m small.”

“My legs are still growing.
Please don’t walk too fast and leave me behind.
I want to walk with you, Mommy—step by step.”

“When I reach out for colorful things, it’s not to be naughty.
They’re beautiful to me.
I’m just discovering the world.
Please don’t hit my hand—teach me gently.”

“When I talk, will you look into my eyes?
That’s how I know you’re really listening to me.
That’s how I know I matter.”

“I’m still little.
Please don’t scold me all day.
Let me make mistakes—let me learn.
Stay with me, even when I get things wrong.”

“When I make the bed crooked, or draw a picture outside the lines…
Can you still be proud of me, because I tried my best?
I did it to make you smile.”

“Mommy, I’m just a child.
Not a little adult.
Sometimes I can’t understand your big words…
Please be patient with me.”

“I love you so much, Mommy.
Can you love me too, even when I can’t do everything you want?”

“When you’re angry, please don’t push me away.
When I’m scared or lonely, I run to you—because you’re my safe place.”

“When you shout, my whole body tightens with fear.
I don’t understand…
I just want to know what I did wrong, so I can do better next time.”

“Please don’t scold me for waking you at night.
The dark is scary, but you make it safe.”

“When we go outside, and I cling to your hand—
It’s not to bother you.
It’s because I’m afraid of losing you.
You’re my whole world.”

“Mom, when you scream, my heart feels like it’s breaking.
I don’t know what to do… except feel sad and small.”

“When you hug and kiss my little brother…
Can I have that love, too?
Isn’t there a little bit for me?
Am I still your baby?”

“When I accidentally broke my toy and you screamed—
It hurt me so much.
I was already crying because it broke.
I didn’t mean to. I was sad too.”

“When I get dirty from playing, don’t be angry.
I had fun today.
If I could wash my own clothes, I would—just so you wouldn’t worry.”

“And today, when you weren’t feeling well, I was so scared.
That’s why I kept asking you to play.
Because I don’t know what would happen to me… if you weren’t here.”

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Mommy… I need you.
Not perfect.
Not always smiling.
Just present.
Just loving.
Just mine.

Please don’t forget—
In your tiredness, in your stress, in your pain—
I am still watching you,
Learning from you,
Loving you…

With all my tiny, fragile heart. 💔👶💞