There you go, I wrote a short story about one of the first stressful experiences of a young mother. And I would like to have your opinion on this one. Especially those who know about parenting.
Moreover, this short story is my way of being able to use a universe and characters which are the reason why I wanted to learn to tell stories. And I plan to do more short story in this style, instead of writing a huge trilogy as originally planned.
And also, for those who have already dealt with my characters. This event takes place a few days after the birth of Yntchéone. And the young girl is her mother. So yeah, here's how her story started:
A young mother walks the halls of a makeshift hospital, desperately seeking help to soothe the tears of her newborn baby. Not thinking she could find the help she hoped for, exhausted, she sat down on the ground near the door of a room. Luckily, a nurse was in the latter. She was caring a patient when she heard the screams of the girl's baby.
Intrigued by his moans, she leaves the room. Discovering the mother and her child on the floor, she sits in tears and cries for him in her arms. The young mother had heard the door open but took time to react because she was lost in her thoughts. Once she realizes the woman's presence, she stands up and rushes over to ask for her help. But since she was so relieved to have someone to talk to, she struggled to articulate her words well, which made it difficult for the nurse to understand what she was saying to her. In order to calm her down, she took her into the hospital room and sat her down on one of the empty beds.
Inside was a woman in her twenties, half-lying on the bed directly facing the one the girl was sitting on with her baby. Now, sitting and calm, she explained the situation to the nurse. She told him that she was in her room when her son suddenly started to cry. She tried to distract him at first, but it didn't work. Then, on the second attempt, she tried to hug him to rock him, but nothing to do, he kept crying. As a last resort, she pressed the emergency button so that a member of the medical staff could help her. But no one came. Distraught, she left her room and looked for someone in the hospital who could solve her problem. She knocked on many doors, walked through countless hallways, saw patients in a sorry state ... until she completely lost hope and sat down where the health woman found her.
After analyzing the situation, and taking the time to listen to the young mother. The patient in the room asks the young girl when was the last time her child had eaten. Surprised and shocked at not having thought of it, the young girl's facial expression changed from sadness to amazement. She remembered what her nurse had told her a few hours before. He had explained to her that babies are not the greatest like us. They cannot speak to communicate what they feel or want. That is why he uses their only means of expression, screaming and crying. So she didn't need to panic if he ever happened to cry, because he might just want something basic, like something to eat.
A few minutes later...
The patient had been right. The little boy stopped crying as soon as his mom started to feed him.
**Sorry for the bad turn of that sentence.
English is not my first language. So combine that with my normal grammar errors and using google translate, it gives that kind of result.
Edit: here I corrected my error @Ordinaryaverageguy
