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We (the baby, you, I) observe with dismay the premature mobilization of babies. Everywhere hands are stretched down or up to offer support to the babies, as if no time were left to learn how to stand and walk. This haste strikes us as predatory. As if babies have been babies long enough, as if it were high time to drive the baby out of the baby. A strange reason occurs to us: we fear the baby. His way of being (of being whole) even fills us with anxiety. Only a persistent gaze at our baby can protect us from that.