I am ONE month old

Believe it or not, but I am already ONE MONTH old.
It has been tough, I tell you. Since my birth, I have been trying hard to learn about the things of this world. It is still strange to me and my parents are trying to tell me to take it easy. Sometimes I get a bit anxious and frustrated and so I cried. At this moment, that's one of the ways that I could express myself.
Today is quite a different day for me. I was awakened quite early in the morning as it is my FIRST DAY to go to church. My mom dressed me up and we went to church. But really, I was quite tired. I have not been sleeping well as there is this renovation going on above our apartment. The drill goes on for hours and I didn't like the noise at all. So by the time we got to church today, I was already worn out as I didn't get to sleep peacefully for the last few days. I cried quite loudly when my mom changed my diapers at the changing room in church. I didn't like it as it is strange to me. Many people come around to look as they got worried upon hearing my cries.
Then in the afternoon, we rushed home as we have invited our relatives to come for a simple meal. I tried to sleep as well but I was just too popular. Our relatives couldn't take their eyes and hands off me. They passed me around. Then my tummy begins to ache. I don't know from what, but I don't feel too good. So I cried and cried. I think I am just exhausted. My mom was trying to soothe me.
By 9pm, I was so worn out that I slept.....I have a dream....I dreamt that I have many friends who come to see me......I think I'll grow up getting used to such attention. It's part of being in a world full of people. I must learn to share my space. Imagine that in my mom's womb, I needn't have to share, and now I must learn to share and be part of what is known as a 'community' or a 'society'.