1 1 LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL (1/2)
When I was born, my mum said that I didn't cry for five long weeks. All I did was squint and rub my tiny hands together as though praying. The nurses spanked my bare bottom, but I didn't make a sound. They pricked my tiny foot, and all I did was wiggle it. No matter what they did, I didn't cry.
My mum said she and my dad were worried at first but stopped worrying because as the days passed, instead of crying, I smiled and yawned a lot. She also said that when everyone was fast asleep at night, I burst out laughing loudly. When she woke up, she would see me staring at the ceiling as though someone hanging there was making funny faces at me; and when she tickled me on the cheek to distract me, I would look at her, smile, turn back to the ceiling and laugh even louder.At those times, my mother said I made her feel like there was a grown man hiding inside my body.
Even though they weren't worried that I hadn't cried for a while, they took me to the hospital to complain, and the doctor had told them in a comforting tone:
”Don't worry, some babies just take their time. As you can see, his eyes follow you when you speak, so this baby, I must say, will be a very intelligent boy. A boy who will cry at his own time.”
When I finally cried, it was because I was hungry. So hungry that my mum had to immediately feed me with baby food because she couldn't produce enough breast milk for me. I always wanted to suckle, and she was sore from breastfeeding me.
The doctors were surprised at my appetite but were not altogether concerned. They told my parents that over time I would develop a normal appetite for a baby my age, but I didn't. Instead, I ate more and more until I became chubby and round as a ball.
My mum said that my laughter was usually infectious. It was the kind of laughter that made you laugh with me even if you didn't know the reason I was laughing. She also said that though I didn't cry early, I spoke at four months old. It was a babble that was made up mostly of the names of foods like:
Water, Milk, and Dodo.
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Words like:
Hungry, Sleep, and Toilet.
Soon those were followed by phrases like:
Give me, and Oops, me burp!
These words were sometimes followed by long giggles that most times transformed to lingering laughter. It was as though I wanted to make up for not crying early.My mum said she was glad that since I was already bigger than my age, she didn't need to answer questions from people who would have been shocked that I started to talk quite early.
I was a very big baby, bigger than all the babies my age that the days after I was born, my mum couldn't find my size of diapers at the stores, and she had to buy the size for toddlers. I grew up fast, spoke faster, and played without boundaries at every opportunity I could get. But I wasn't fearless. I had a healthy dose of fear. Just that, somehow, I never allowed it to hold me back. I just stared it in the face for a short while before I pushed it aside and went ahead to do what I wanted to do.