What were you like as a baby?

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I have one photo of myself at about six months, laughing. I obviously had no idea what was coming!

I was born at a very young age. I was a very good baby apparently. Didn't cry much - which was what my Mother needed at the time since my Dad had died just 3 weeks before from synovial sarcoma and my 3½ year older sister had REALLY bad eczema.

my mum doesnt really remember when I was a baby much. I think I was quite normal as a baby, and it wasnt until I was noticeably late with talking was when she noticed there was something wrong.

as child over 3 apparently I was the easiest child to have. I didnt start talking until I was about 8 but before then I was very quiet and easy, and only cried if I really wanted something. I used to cry more at school, but when I was with my mum I hardly ever made a sound, and just went where I was took and didnt cause any fuss at all.
the only thing I used to do was wonder off if whoever was with me wasnt paying attention to me, but if I was holding someone hand then I was OK.
honestly my mum said she could have had 6 of me and still been able to live quiet an easy parenthood.

I got more difficult to deal with as I got older, like after I started talking.
then when puberty kicked in I suddenly developed more emotions which made me very stressful to look after.

I was very silent indeed. I also had trouble making contact with my very own mother. Or I should say it was the other way around: my mother tried to establish contact with me, but I didn't really reciprocate, except for feeding. The only thing I would do is give my mother a piercing stare. It wasn't until I was 2 or 3 or so that I'd hug my mother on my own accord. Crazy, isn't it?

Since we're talking about the later stages as well, I used to open the door and let my Mother go in first long before anyone ever taught me you should do that.
I also developed my own language and only my Mother and Sister could understand me. They had to translate for me.
I used to stim back then too. My earliest memory of stimming I'm guessing would probably have been around 3 and I knew not to let anyone else see but in a recent conversation with my Sister, apparently she knew. I wasn't as sneaky as I thought. . . . I wonder what else she saw???

I was a quiet, curious, brave baby. A quicksilver.

Since very young age I was doing anything to move. I learned to crawl very early and I could walk when I was 9 months old. I was very independent. I wasn't looking for help or attention and I was finding my own ways to play or deal with stuff. My parents were ofter wondering where the hell I disappeared again because I tended to leave the room without them knowing. I didn't mind being alone. And I was apparently undersensitive to smell.

Most funny/intersting episodes of my early life that my parents remembered:

One night apperently I wake up due to a "surprise" in the diaper. Instead of crying and waking up my parents I took the diaper off myself and ... painted the whole wall over my baby bed using the poo. Lol?

Another time I sneaked to the kitchen when my parents were in the living room and when they realized I am gone they found me surrounded by smelly trash pulled out of the litter bin and segregating the rubbish by colors...

Another time my mom suddenly heard a huge closet falling on floor. She run to the room where it come from and saw the closet laying on floor. She picked the closet up and found me... curled between the middle shelves. Apparently I decided to climb the closet and I made it fall back. I was lucky (or maybe smart?) enough to hide between the shelves which let me survive. The heavy closet could cut me in half if a shelf hit me.

I was on a walk with my dad. I was sitting in a pushchair. After a while people started to look at me funny so my dad checked what happened. I was hanging on the holder. Apparently I fall asleep while looking at the wheel moving under me.

When I learned to speak (about 18 months old) the story changed. I become very communicative and attention seeking. I was speaking to everyone everywhere. Just because I could. People were surprised because I wasn't scared at all and I could come straight to a total stranger and start to talk about my whole life. An adult, a child, man or woman, single person or a huge group of people, interested or not - no difference. I was speaking to everyone, everywhere. I was also remembering all the stuff people said and I could repeat at any moment whatever someone else said - word by word. I was a walking voice recorder.

...I remember basically nothing til' I was 5 , 5&1/2 , or so...........

I was always told that I didn't start talking until relatively late, I would just point when I wanted something. At playgroup age I wouldn't approach people, but would respond if people approached me. From early photos I was always doing something with my hands, fiddling with things or tightly gripped fists (persists through photos at all ages), and had some unusual posture especially when sitting. I think temperament wise I was extremely passive, so I would never cause trouble, but I was hypersensitive so was a complete cry baby.

Tiny, smelly and bald, I presume.

Apart from that the weirdest things about me as a toddler were that I never crawled and walked late, but I started speaking at 6 months and taught myself to read at 3/4. Also I needed to be shaken heavily, else I wouldn't sleep.

I was just normal as a toddler and a baby. I was a sociable baby, my mum said that my first smile was at 4 weeks when my dad was playing with me I suddenly smiled whilst trying to grab the toy he was jiggling about in front of my face, then I grabbed one of his fingers playfully. My mum wrote that in the book straight away.

I have quite a few videos of me as a baby in them, and I seemed like any other typical baby. In one of the videos I was in a room with lots of relatives (children and adults), and I was about 8 months. I hadn't learned to crawl quite yet, and I was sitting on the floor by my dad's feet grasping and biting a toy like babies do, then my aunt walked across the shot and I looked up at her and sort of reached out my arm to her but she didn't see me, then I tried to get up to follow her or something but couldn't. I made a few whining noises, which my dad noticed, and he lifted me up and sat me on his knee and bounced his knee up and down and I was smiling and enjoying it. Then all of a sudden a lot of people started making a fuss of me, and I looked like I enjoyed that and I could see I was making eye contact with people and looking playful.

I first learned to crawl at 9 months, and first walked at 11 months, and said my first words at 14 months. So I was just average with talking. I was fully potty-trained by 2 and a half (I was earlier with that than my NT siblings). I was just like a typical toddler, I was OK at preschool. I have a few memories of being a preschool and even thinking back I remember feeling relaxed and sociable at preschool.

Appearently, I never crawled.