first ever memory?

my friends and i were discussing this the other day and the first vivid memory i have is of visiting my mum in hosp when she had my brother.i was around 2.5 years and my dad had taken myself and my younger sis in an orange double buggy to visit them.i can clearly remember the white flowery nightdress my mum was weraing as she sat on the bed with my newborn brother wrapped in a mint green shawl.my gran was sitting on the end of the bed with her nursess hat on and gave my sister and i a box of smarties each before we left to go home and a midewife gave me a poloroid pic of "my new baby" to put in my pocket which i still have to this day!

whats the first thing you remember?

My first ever memory was of being a mother and toddlers group in a church hall when I was 2, and they opened this huge trap door in the floor and underneath were *loads* of toys!! I was playing with some of those stainless steel tea pots which you get in cheap cafes, then looked up and across the room saw my Mum with a big fat girl sat on her lap! I remember running over and being really jealous because I thought she’d stolen my Mummy from me!

The next memory after that was at playgroup when I was 3, and an old man came in and helped me make a “sword” out of two little pieces of wood. It was brilliant!

i can remember trying to pull the tray from my high chair so must have been little and i remember my mum bringing my brother home from hospital when i was 3, then i have years and years missing, (mispent youth)!!

I remember being 4 and getting a brown note from my granny as spending money for a 2week holiday to Oxford with my big cousin

I remember my nan taking me to my aunts school - she was in the common room eating lunch with her mates - my had locked herself out! my aunt was only 15 and i was only about 14mths old apparently! yet i remember it as clear as day!

I remeber being im think 4 or 5 n my granny and her friend taking me a walk down the clyde * wen it was nice and no boozebags n junkies hanging round it* n feeding the seagulls n pretending to be at the beach.

Aww, i wish mine was so happy. Mine was when i was around 2 and a half, and i remember my mum sitting us on her bed saying that my dad had left and that theyd split permanently.

Luckily it doesnt bother me much, as i have lots of nice photos to look at from when i was younger.

My first memory is similar,I'm sitting in the hall in my push chair and my parents are arguing in the bedroom. My mum left me and my dad when I was just 3 so that must have been when I was 2-3