Does anyone else have memories from being a baby?

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I've got at least three memories that are definitely my own memories and definitely from younger than 3 years old, because we moved when I was 3 years old and they take place in the old house.

-I can remember a spare bedroom at the end of a hallway that had a bed with a particular mattress on it.
-I can remember a specific way that my older brother played with two hot wheels fire trucks (Rubbing their wheels against each other) and asking him to do that more.
-I can remember the room where my diaper was changed, and asking my mom why we couldn't use "those" diapers (disposable diapers) instead of cloth diapers which had a safety pin, and being told that "those" diapers were just for trips. I don't think I was any later than average at toilet training.

There's also a decent number of other memories I have from that house, but I suspect that many of these are memories that I constructed based on things my older brother told me.

I very definitely don't have any memories from being a baby though.

IIRC, they say most people don't remember anything from before five years old.

Me too. I remember liking the smell of J&J Tear-Free Baby Shampoo very much, but it seems that they've changed it over the years. It definitely was not tear-free, though.

I've heard that it's actually "tear" as in "to tear a sheet of paper", but I'm not sure that that's true. If that were the case, wouldn't it be called "tangle-free"?


Same for me!

I have a few memories that I can't quite confirm, but I'm pretty sure I was already walking, so I don't think I have any infant memories.

I remember playing at the organ, and being amazed at the music it produced when I hit certain switches.

I remember running around the house, and someone who I assume was a relative handed me one of those big plastic candy-canes that are filled with candy.

I remember my high-chair. One time I was banging my head on the tray, and I knocked a molar out. Another time I was eating Play-Dough, and my mom had to pick it all out of my teeth.

I remember being sad that I didn't have anyone to play with, and I asked my mom for a brother. Not sure if she was already pregnant at that point or not. One time I was laying in bed with my parents, and I was trying to think back to the time from before I was born...it was really frustrating that I couldn't get my mind to go back that far, and all I could remember was this long darkness...kind of a dark reddish brown...maybe it was what I saw in the womb? It really astounds me that at that age, I would even consider that there was something before.

Playing in the leaves...I vaguely remember the neighbor girl who would visit sometimes. She may have been my first kiss, but I might have imagined that memory or been told about it. One time I was digging in the sandbox and I found a Hotwheels car. I remember watching my dad climb way up high in the tree, I can't remember why he did.

The one memory that has always stuck with me was my first nightmare, climbing the Stairway to Heaven. It was the night of April 20, 1986, so I was just barely two years old.

I have a memory of sitting on the floor being fed mashed potatoes. I must have been at least a year old. I have more memories when I was 3 years old.

My earliest memory, I think, was waking up in my cot one morning and staring at the rug on the bedroom floor through the bars of the cot, then my mum came in to get me up. That's all I can remember, and I don't know how old I was. I was probably 2 because by 3 I had a bed. But I could have been younger than 2.

We moved into the house where we live now when I was 9 months old, but I do not remember the apartment we lived in before then.

The first things I can remember is me reading a book at 5.5 years, Amazing Planet Earth while I was eating breakfast, and I remember exactly what page I was reading, the one about hurricanes and tropical storms. A hurricane (Juan) was expected to make landfall that night, and I remember reading about how powerful those storms are and thinking "holy smokes! is this really coming here?"

Later that day, I remember an image of my neighbour's boat. Usually, it had been left anchored right in front of their house, but it was moved much further up the estuary than usual, to protect from the storm.

That night, I remember how windy it got, making the entire house shake around. Luckily it didn't blow over.

Over the next several days, I remember looking at places I knew from before the storm, and seeing uprooted and snapped trees everywhere. In some places it was as if a bomb had gone off, as in some spots, there wasn't a tree standing in areas exceeding 100 by 100 meters. That storm was what also started my interest in hurricane tracking in subsequent years.

My first memory is from I was 1 year of age.

I mainly remember two memories as a baby. One was outside, in front of a fence, when my picture was going to be taken with someone my mom knew at the time...it was winter, there was some snow on the ground (before I moved to a warmer state). I remember watching my mom as she took the picture.

My dad always claimed he could remember his birth.

I remember feeling what it was like to walk on the carpet after my toenails were cut. I was two years old then.

I also remember being read to as a little girl. My favorite story was about a Siamese cat.

My memory of the first time I crawled off a blanket and hit dew on the grass was refreshed by a family movie. I also recall my father holding me on his lap, and then suddenly putting me aside and rushing from the room. He probably heard a telephone. I don't recall him being happy with me after that, so I worried I might have peed on him. I think I lost my trust in my parents when they took me for vaccinations.

I have a brief recollection of the humidifier that as near me when I was an infant. Other than that my memory only goes back to age 3.

I remember some show where a super genius kid was saying he could remember his birth and entire infancy. He sad the diaper changing was the worst part and the most embarrassing week of his life.

There was a thread similar to this one a while back, and a surprising number of people said they could remember being born.

I remember the name of my best friend in kindergarten. Her name was Cathy.

In elementary school, I remember loving horses. Cats took over as my favorite animal when I was in the second grade. I remember my favorite book in second grade was "Mr. Blue," the story of a Siamese cat who became the class pet. I still have that book somewhere. It was a well-written book with a pretty sophisticated vocabulary. I remember the word "reproachfully" and the phrase, "Egyptian stone cat." I could do a timeline of my life and Siamese cats.

They say today that people learn to read until third grade and read to learn from there on. This wasn't the case with me. I remember reading to learn things as early as first grade and, by third grade, I was reading about favorite subjects: pets, the planets and the Family Medical Guide from the Reader's Digest.

I have no memories of my own from when I was a baby. The first memories I have are from when I was 4 or 5 years old.

I do, however, recall certain scenes from a VHS tape my parents recorded over the course of the early years of my life.

The earliest I can give with an actual date is my 2nd birthday. I had a party. I remember being held over a cake whilst everyone gave there rendition of Happy Birthday. I do have vague memories from before that but that is the earliest to date. I do have a lot of memories from that time but not in a particular order. I also remember Christmas that year as well.