No one can really remember there first days in

his or her life. So it was like a drunk walking down the street, not knowing where everything is but being guided by there loved one. the stories i heard about being a child made me feel bewildered. I cried day in and day out without having a reason. i kept rolling off the tiny mattress they bought to keep us comfortable. when i was two (day 730) my family had told me that i wouldn't stop trying to walk but even then i was still that drunk walking down the street. there was just stories about me which i couldn't belive i had done because they didn't sound like me. then again I've read that people change every 7 years. the time from 1 to 1,095 isn't all that to be completely honest the best way to capture and read those moments are photographs collages and videos, which will be brought out everytime you mention babies.