This installation explores the blurred and unreachable memories of early childhood. We existed in the world at that time, yet most of these memories are missing. This absence is real, but it cannot be clearly recalled. The work recreates the scene of a baby's room. I use my own baby crib, filled with clothes from my infancy, soft cushions, and a pillow hand-sewn by my mother. These objects carry personal and family memories. They are wrapped in layers of plastic wrap until they become partly visible, like memories that fade over time but never fully disappear. The act of wrapping represents a desire to protect and hold onto these memories, while also suggesting the impossibility of truly keeping them. Above the crib, blurred photographs from my early childhood are suspended in a form similar to a crib mobile. They slowly hover in space, suggesting how memories move, drift away, yet remain present in our awareness.