If we knew what a baby was thinking, they might be thinking these things:
I haven't seen my Mommy and Daddy in a very long time. I don't know where they are. I am beginning to forget them all together.
I am in a strange place. I've been here for a while. I don't know how long. After all, I don't know how to tell time. I don't even know what time is.
There is a lot of activity. There are lots of sounds. Sometimes there is shouting. But, there isn't very much light. Adults and older kids come in and out. Some of them have sad faces ... others seem to be normally happy. I don't know what is going on, but I don't like it, whatever it is.
Many of them play games to pass the time. There is one game they play with these cards. They get all into it. I don't understand.
I like the games that Milek plays with me. She sings this song about letters of the alphabet. I don't get it yet, but it is a fun and catchy song. She must not know very many tunes because all the songs sound alike.
There is another song about a twinkling star. That must be some imaginary thing because I have never seen a star. My one memory of going outside doesn't include stars like everyone has said. There were no stars. It was cloudy. And, it stunk.
I wish I had more to eat than they are giving me. They probably don't have enough themselves. What is going on? When will things get better?