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What's your earliest memory?

I have two things that I distinctly remember, just an image in my mind. I must have been about 2 years old. One is my father giving me and my siblings a bath, and the other is waking up in my crib and looking for my paci (I was a serious paci-holic).
 
I remember my first birthday. Not only that, but I remember what I was thinking/feeling at the time. I was sitting on the dining room table and there was a cake and presents. I knew they were for me, but I didn't know to open the presents. My 3 years older brother opened the presents for me. One of them was a white, eyelet sundress. He took it out of the box and held it up to his body (as if trying it on). I'm not sure if my thoughts were in terms of speech or just feeling, but I knew that my bro didn't belong in a dress. Apparently, I understood gender differences at one year of age.

I have many memories from when I was two. From three on, I pretty much remember everything.
 
Tuckins1 said:
I am 29. I remember being in our old house, waiting for our new house to be built. I was around 18 months old, sitting in my sisters room. She was listening to Beastie Boys and curling her hair. I also remember being about 2 1/2 (running around in a diaper and t shirt) "helping" my mom wash the sliding glass doors.
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I just had to reply to this - the fact that you were only 18 months old listening to the Beastie Boys . . . well, I feel really old now.
 
Riding on the back of my mother's bicycle after a visit my aunt and uncle... thinking how neat it was that the moon was following us home!
 
I had to have been over 2, maybe 2-3, and I remember being in NYC with my mother. I remember holding her hand, and being terrified. It seemed to me that there were so many people that I was going to get swept away in the crowd.

This is a kind of depressing 1st memory so I'm going to try to remember something earlier! :bigsmile:
 
I have a lot of crazy early memories from being 1 and 2 but my EARLIEST memory is from before I could sit up in the crib. It's really strange because there are no "words" associated with it at all which makes it hard to describe as it is all unnamed feelings (at the time) and visual images. Basically I saw the ceiling, turned my head and saw the animals on the bumper, I wasn't happy and I wanted to make a change so I cried for change (not a diaper change but essentially to be picked up) and "the face" came and I knew things would be okay. The face being the face of my mom which was HUGE in my memory. It's hard enough to describe in person, but in type it's super hard. Another early memory is from when I was crawling and I crawled over to my dad to touch the crinkly stuff on his face. Once I got it I immediately wanted it in my mouth so of course I pulled. He bonked me (gently but enough to blink) on the head but I really wanted that crinkly stuff in my mouth so I pulled again and got another bonk. I was a little confused but pulled a third time and got yet another bonk. And then this little light bulb went off in my head - pull=bonk! At my 2nd birthday party I remember opening a gift of underwear and wanting to try them on right *then* and so I stood up on the couch and got my foot stuck in the corner and scratched it on the hideabed - not bad, but it made me frustrated and I got mad! When I was 3 I stepped on a tack at a party my parents had and I had this irrational fear that if it was pulled out all of my insides would come out too so I didn't tell anyone and walked around on the side of my foot for what seemed like hours lol Also at 3 I asked my dad why the glass of water was leaking and he explained condensation and evaporation to me (which I didn't understand) but what I got out of it was that water goes into the sky but only water... so I peed in a pot and left it outside to see what would be left after the water evaporated. We moved from that house right before I turned 4 and I have so many memories from back then... so many. Absurdly many. Sometimes I think it's a curse because it makes me miss days that I cannot reexperience with an adult perspective or ever revisit again.
 
2.5, in the hospital because of a broken leg, and looking at my parents.
 
I have a memory of sitting on someones lap at the table which was full of beautiful food like cakes etc and I remember feeling very frustrated that I couldn't reach it and I was grabbing the table cloth trying to pull the food closer to me. There happen to be photos of me doing that on that day. It was the day I was christened at 10 months old.
 
I'm 23. My earliest memory would be going to the hospital after my little sister was born. I remember walking into the room, going up to the bed, and handing my mom this little plastic swan that I picked out "for the baby". I believe I would have been a little under 2 years old.

I also remember shopping with my mom for the makings of my 2nd birthday cake. She asked me what I wanted, and I said "I want a worm cake". Ended up with confetti cake w/gummi worms in the middle. :)
 
I was three, and my mom was walking with my sister and I across a mall parking lot. We had balloons we had gotten somewhere that were tied to the stroller, and they came loose. When I was upset about it, my mom said they were going up to heaven to my great grandmother that had recently died, and that made me happy.
 
remember my grandma's garden, hydrangreas bigger than me and racing through her sprinkler with neat little colored shoes- around two, jumping off canal steps into dads arms - this was Long Island- she had a house on a canal and an amazing garden with willows.
 
Cehra, that is so awesome. My memories go back to when I was around 8 months old. I remember all these adults being around me and calling out numbers, and me trying to reach them on this big big calendar. I also remember crawling around and tugging at my grandmother's jade phone so it crashed on the floor, and seeing it in slow motion. Weird, right? And the best part is that it's multisensory, like LAJennifer was saying. I can still remember the taste of baby formula, the scent of flowers from my grandmother's garden, the coolness of the tiled areas I knew not to wander into, and the wobbly sensation from my grandfather balancing me on his hand once I could stand up on my own. I often say I have more trouble remembering recent events than older ones, and people look at me like I'm crazy when I tell them I remember all these different events super vividly from my childhood.

OUPG, I remember the day my brother was born too! Though I was a little older at 2 years and 10 months. It was snowing really hard, and I remember driving from home to the hospital with my dad. I remember the brick-lined streets, the street lights, the snow blowing, the nurse taking me from my dad, her giving me a page yellow shirt with a koala in front and asking me if I was excited to be a big sister, and the pastor coming to see my brother and everyone praying together.

Now what did I have for dinner today? :oops:
 
I remember a country house that we rented for summer/autumn. I do not remember summer memories of it, but I remember the verandah, and wooden floor, and sun blicks on the floor, and my father preparing to drive to work. When I later described it to my parents, they said that I correctly remembered the layout and said that I was about 8 months of age at that time.

Later my residency program attending told me that children start forming memories around the time when they start talking, and I was a very early talker.
 
I must have been around 2 years old when my father carried me up the stairs--as a "joke" he threw my head down his back and held onto my legs while he climbed. I was terrified--I was sure he was going to drop me.

I remember an afternoon {around the same time} at my grandmother's house. we were in the back yard and she showed me some rabbits that had invaded her little garden.
 
My earliest memory is from when I was 3. My mother was getting me dressed for nursery and she told me she wouldn't be there to pick me up at the end of the day. She said she was moving away.

I was out with my Dad the other day and I asked him about this. He said I definitely was very little when this happened. He also said that she was there to pick me up. I also remember having a tooth out at the dentist and they gave me gas. I remember how horrible it felt getting knocked out. I think I was about 5 for that one.
 
Maisie said:
My earliest memory is from when I was 3. My mother was getting me dressed for nursery and she told me she wouldn't be there to pick me up at the end of the day. She said she was moving away.
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Maisie - I'm so sorry that your first memory is such a difficult one.
 
Cehrabehra said:
I have a lot of crazy early memories from being 1 and 2 but my EARLIEST memory is from before I could sit up in the crib. It's really strange because there are no "words" associated with it at all which makes it hard to describe as it is all unnamed feelings (at the time) and visual images. Basically I saw the ceiling, turned my head and saw the animals on the bumper, I wasn't happy and I wanted to make a change so I cried for change (not a diaper change but essentially to be picked up) and "the face" came and I knew things would be okay. The face being the face of my mom which was HUGE in my memory. It's hard enough to describe in person, but in type it's super hard. Another early memory is from when I was crawling and I crawled over to my dad to touch the crinkly stuff on his face. Once I got it I immediately wanted it in my mouth so of course I pulled. He bonked me (gently but enough to blink) on the head but I really wanted that crinkly stuff in my mouth so I pulled again and got another bonk. I was a little confused but pulled a third time and got yet another bonk. And then this little light bulb went off in my head - pull=bonk! At my 2nd birthday party I remember opening a gift of underwear and wanting to try them on right *then* and so I stood up on the couch and got my foot stuck in the corner and scratched it on the hideabed - not bad, but it made me frustrated and I got mad! When I was 3 I stepped on a tack at a party my parents had and I had this irrational fear that if it was pulled out all of my insides would come out too so I didn't tell anyone and walked around on the side of my foot for what seemed like hours lol Also at 3 I asked my dad why the glass of water was leaking and he explained condensation and evaporation to me (which I didn't understand) but what I got out of it was that water goes into the sky but only water... so I peed in a pot and left it outside to see what would be left after the water evaporated. We moved from that house right before I turned 4 and I have so many memories from back then... so many. Absurdly many. Sometimes I think it's a curse because it makes me miss days that I cannot reexperience with an adult perspective or ever revisit again.
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Sara - what an amazing perspective, this is so cool to read!
 
I can only estimate that I was 10-12 months old, when this occurred. I remember pulling myself up to stand in my crib and saw my parents sleeping in their bed. I have a vague sense of the colors of the bedding. This is my earliest memory and no one can verify it for me. I have always had this memory, since a young age.
 
At this point I can't tell if some early memories are *real* memories, or just things I remember because I've seen pictures of them. Clear memories of things that I don't have pictures are from when I was late 3, early 4...things like singing the Madonna's "Lucky Star" and running up the stairs to the window to see the first star in the middle of dinner...singing in front of a mirror at a store in the mall and pretending I was a rock star, climbing on a HUGE stuffed animal we won on a trip (and brought home strapped to the roof of a car).
 
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