Thinking about the future
So yes, it is true … I am four months young now! It’s the third of a year, a semester for a university student and I am only eight months away from my first birthday. (Actually it should be the second birthday, since the first one is the day I was born on. But I guess adults do their counting differently).
I’m very much looking forward to be able to start walking on my own two feet. I can sit more or less upright these days. And I play with certain objects. I like to touch things that feel soft or that are really shiny. Things and objects catch my attention more than before though some things move suddenly and for no reason like branches on a tree and they sometimes scare me.
But apart from that I have learnt over these four crucial months to say more words and to smile more. I am also beginning to understand my parents a little more, or is it that they understand me better? Well, communication I am told is difficult no matter what your age is!
