The second month I am 56cm long and weigh almost 5kg now, which gives my parents (especially my Mom) back-aches. According to my Mom, on April 24th I stopped being a newborn and became a little baby. Apparently, I woke up at 5am (after my usual 5 hours of sleep — though sometimes I sleep up to 7 hours!) and I looked at her in a completely different way, as if I recognized her. I don’t know. I recognized her earlier too. Perhaps I was simply more awake… I am alleged to have also begun to startle at sounds. My Mom says that until then nothing would disturb me — an elephant could have been dropped next to me and it would not move me one bit. I don't think anybody was actually dropping elephants but since that Friday everyone seems to take delight in dropping spoons and forks, in closing squeaky windows, in sneezing loudly, and so on, and so forth. Who wouldn't be terrified! I smile beautifully now — especially at my Parents, and when I am in a good mood then also at drawings (my Mom has drawn me some fascinating faces) and at my favorite wallpaper. I am in the process of constructing my own language. "Ah-goo" is its main concept. It is pretty universal. It has developed from my earlier "Ah!" which was a universal cry for help/attention. But this new concept is definitely an improvement. It can be pronounced in many ways (e.g. one can omit "ah", or "ah" and "oo") and in addition it can be said with various intonation patterns. I am still trying to devise the semantics for it… I have taken particular delight in my Dad's carrying me around — is it the way he holds me? or that he sings to me? I don’t know but I love it. Sometimes, I don’t let anything quiet me down so that he will carry me like this!

The first month
At five weeks:	How I have grown
At six weeks:	On the day when I turned six weeks another cactus bloomed My Dad is trying to engage me My favorite Dad! Let's play! (Close-up) Oops! I think that may be the diaper! Diaper gratitude My Mom — one day I will also be so big
At seven weeks:	Immersed in cacti With a cactus tiara Prickly love put in place What is going on? In a bath with a duck The first forced smile…
The third month