Hi. I believe I remember my baptism when I was 9 months old. But only because I had this thought that whoever was holding me was evil. It was either the priest or my grandpa I thought was evil. Or maybe I just got scared of the stranger putting water on me, which I don’t remember happening specifically, but maybe I must if I somehow know it’s from the baptism. Or maybe it was a completely different time all together.
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Sorry to hear about your traumatic baptism. 
I also believe I remember my baptism but it wasn’t so traumatic. But I remember thinking whoever holding me was evil. Maybe because it was a stranger putting water on me.
I have always been very self aware and full of thoughts. So is my son. I imagine you might be too. Naturally, memories are easier when something really makes you think hard about what is going on. Everything else can be easily forgotten. Maybe it doesn’t help that many parents don’t explain a lot to kids. And being a kid is often a blur of senses, emotions, and misunderstandings.
I certainly don’t remember my baptism but I moved when I was 3.25 years old. I remember a fair amount from the old house. I recall the first time I escaped my crib, the layout of the entire ground floor, that my sister’s room was very small and had no window (because it was apparently a converted pantry), getting a new bed, visiting certain neighbors by walking across the backyard, etc.
I’m wondering if the OP doesn’t remember his own baptism but has combined childhood memories of other children’s baptisms and inference that was how his own baptism worked.