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I can't remember being born, but I can clearly remember, both visually and aurally, things from being about 2 months old.I can even 'smell' the lining of my pram, and I could take you round a house we left when I was 3 months old and to which I have never returned.The hippocampus is a brain structure thought to be crucially involved in the formation of memory for facts and events.
I am very grateful to my parents, who spoke to me like I was "a real person" (which I obviously was) since I was a new-born.I have not read the book myself, but I do remember reading in the Guardian some decade or so back that the first 11 pages of Salvador Dali's autobiography were devoted to his memories of what is was like to be in the womb before he was born.When my daughter was 3 1/2 I asked her if she liked being in my womb. Yes, at first she could move around but then she couldn't and she was ready to come out. She said yes, and she descibed the room and the events that took place, (she was born at home, We moved when she was 2 yrs) The next year I asked her again and she had no memory of it and did not remember telling me the story. After our move she would remember smells from the old house when she came upon something, Today smells will still trigger old home memories.I don't remember being born but am sure the memory could be remembered through regression therapy/hypnosis. I have to state that I am the world's greatest sceptic and still am but I can't deny what happened. I had a dream when I was around four years old that I've never forgotten.I do remember being two years old, the neighborhood I lived in, walking down the street with my brother and stopping at a neighbour's house for cookies and milk. Then my brother and I would walk through the back alley and down to an old barn that had an old washing machine in it and we'd pretend to do laundry. I dreamt that I was sucked up by my mum's vacuum cleaner, the type with the long hose and cylinder body and lay curled up in it. The other odd thing was that I was covered in short hair.