I sometimes wonder how much our collective lives overlap if layered one on top of the other, and how different we actually are, or are not.
My calmest moment seemed to be at the worst of times. Thankfully.
Definitely. At the time of the seizure, both my wife and I were calm, but I think that my wife was a little more frozen in place until I kicked her into gear. Once moving, she moved fast and cleanly - she is a good mother.
The only thing I remember from when I was very small are Snippets. Moments in time. A fleeting memory. Nothing really big.
Perhaps this is a good thing - I wish I didn't remember my childhood as clearly as I do, although I don't remember much else from being very young.
At four though, I do remember them bringing my sister home from the hospital (I also remember eating my mother's glucose tablets at hospital) just after birth and my mum changing her nappy for the first time. I remember asking, "Why has she got two bottoms?"
Thanks for the tip! :)