c7- Daily life of a baby.

C7- Daily life of a baby.

100 billion. This is the number of neurons in a baby. And how do I know this? Honestly, I don't know. I've always been curious. I researched and asked questions about anything that caught my interest. From why the sky is blue to why actor X broke up with actress Y. I mean, I never went to school. Not even college. I still managed to become a public servant, competing with thousands of other people. I just studied. I always liked learning things. I followed several curiosities profiles on my social networks and I liked reading them. Of course, I prefer games. But when I got tired of playing, I would read or watch something. But why am I talking about this? Well, I've been thinking about my ability to craft thoughts. And when I started to reflect on it I realized that it's not so strange. I mean, souls exist. So that alone could explain it. But I remember that babies had 100 billion neurons. For comparison, an average adult has about 80 billion neurons. Yes, babies have more neurons than an adult.

Anyway, putting those thoughts aside, it's been 1 month since my birth. Or rebirth? To avoid confusion, we will say birth. Yes, birth sounds much better. Rebirth gives the impression that I died. I mean, yes, I died but I've been reborn so many times that the word has lost its meaning to me. So birth is better.

Returning to the subject, in this 1 month some things happened. For example, there are two children who come here from time to time. One about 8 years old? I don't know for sure but that boy is weird. Crimson eyes and shiny black hair. His eyes are cold, always calm. And on her face there is no emotion. Strange, right?

The other boy appears to be around 4-6 years old. Black hair with some blue parts and some silver. His eyes are also red. It must run in the family, I guess. Anyway, this one is weird too. Unlike the other boy, this one seems intelligent? I don't know how to explain it but he's weird. Anyway, they both always joke with me and my sister, Charlotte. Yes, I learned a few words this month....ok, I'm being modest. I learned dozens of words. I'm amazing, right? Don't think there are few. This language here has no similarity to the languages on Earth so I had to assume their meanings.

Anyway, I learned my name. Alvis. It's not a bad name.

Getting back to the matters at hand, the weird kids are my brothers. Edward and Philippes.

Other than that, I got used to being a baby. I mean, if you spent a whole month just sleeping, shitting, pissing and sucking you'd get used to it too. I confess that in the first few days I was reluctant to breastfeed.

I mean, it's too weird!!!!!!

I was 25 years old when I died. I'm not one of those perverts who would go after single mothers just to drink their milk.

So I was always reluctant to breastfeed. But I ended up getting used to it. After all, I am a baby. And babies breastfeed. So it's not strange. Yes, it's definitely not weird. And I didn't accept the fact that I was breastfeeding just because the milk was delicious. After all, I'm not weird.

Nodding to myself, I returned to focusing on my task at hand.

Stay seated.

Since I was 1 week old I have been trying to sit still. At first I could only move my arms and legs. After a week, that is, in my second week, I was able to manage. Which ended up causing me a lot of inconvenience and humiliation. Damn, just remembering that I had to cry for someone to turn me away makes me feel ashamed. I'M A GODDAMN ADULT MAN!!!

Remembering these humiliating moments, I decided to ignore them and pretend they never occurred. Yes, it's normal for a baby to cry, right? Anyway, today will be my first attempt to sit up alone. My parents and my brothers are not here. I'm not looked after by any nanny. Which is strange actually. What kind of parents leave their 1-month-old children alone? This makes me worried about my future. Maybe I have to take care of my little sister. Wait....wait...WAIT!!!

I'M THE YOUNGER BROTHER!!!

I mean, she was born first and I was born second so does that make me the youngest sibling? Ahahahahaha holy hell.

*breath*

Calming myself down, I decided to focus on the matter at hand. My parents. I mean, since I woke up in this room there have always been my parents or brothers. And it's strange that there's no nanny looking after us. I mean, the room I'm in is luxurious. And from what I remember of the hallway, it was also decorated with lots of paintings which means we are rich. Bah, who cares. That works in my favor so that's okay.

Leaving these thoughts aside, the time has come. TODAY WILL BE THE DAY I WILL SIT ALONE!!!

Ah, why do I want to sit down, you're asking yourself, right? Well, sitting up on my own is the first step for me to crawl and, later, stand up. And I say, since my 2nd day I've been dying to explore this place. I mean, I'm rich. I probably live in a mansion, right? Besides, THIS IS A FANTASY WORLD!!!

There must be some machine or object or maybe I will even see some person using their supernatural abilities. Who wouldn't go crazy and excited at the prospect of seeing this? So my object at the moment is to explore this house. And, if I'm lucky, see someone using their extraordinary abilities. Of course, it won't be easy. But I will persist. After all, as the great internet philosophers said: "The path to the top is full of difficulties."

That said, it's time for me to sit down. I feel like I'm ready. Now is the time!