If you’re a regular reader, you probably know that I have three kids. The oldest two are so different that it’s shocking.
Though, I guess it’s more understandable if you know that the oldest was adopted. However, he was adopted when he was 14 months old, so I guess it’s a nature vs. nurture argument. But what do I mean when I say that she skips on a rainbow and he sulks under a raincloud? Exactly how it sounds.
Have you ever met someone in life who seems to float through life and everything just seems to go their way? That’s my daughter! The first instance of her amazing luck that I witnessed happened when she was just a newborn, probably about two months old.
I had an unattached 4-foot tall mirror leaning up against the wall in my bathroom. When she was tiny I used to bring her into the bathroom with me when I showered and put her on a towel on the floor. I didn’t have air conditioning in this apartment, so I had the window open for air, and a breeze blew through and knocked the mirror right on top of her. It broke into about 2,810 sparkling glass shards that completely covered her.
I jumped out of the shower, snatched her up, and pounded on my next-door neighbor’s door who happened to be a nurse. She examined Kat…not a scratch on her. Not a single clue whatsoever that she had just been covered in shards of broken glass, other than a piece in her ear that didn’t even cut her one bit. I, on the other hand, had to sit there while my neighbor dug pieces of broken glass out of my feet and hands and doused me with alcohol then suggested I go to the hospital for the cuts. I hope that her good luck sticks with her through the years. A few people have said that she must have a really excellent guardian angel watching over her.
On the other hand, my son is the exact opposite. If something bad is going to happen, it will probably involve him. His bad luck started when he arrived into the world 2.5 months too early, spent his first 3 months of life in the NICU, and went straight into a foster home. This poor kid really doesn’t catch many breaks.
Some of the things are his own fault, such as being held back in Kindergarten because he wouldn’t listen. Or failing swim class because he wouldn’t listen. Or being kicked out of soccer class…because he wouldn’t listen. But there are many things that happen to this poor kid through no fault of his own, just pure bad luck. Here are some examples of their good and bad luck.
- We were walking along a path, Kat in the front, the boy behind her. She stopped and bent down to pick up a quarter she spotted, and he kept walking along, face-first into a spider web. Commence the flailing of arms and the squealing, and the skittering of a giant spider through his hair.
- Being members of the Mystic Aquarium, we go a few times a year. There is an exhibit there that’s a huge bird aviary. You pay extra, and they give you bird food on a stick, and the idea is to go in and feed the birds. Well, every single time, Kat goes in, and the birds swarm around her, chirping and eating the bird food like she’s some kind of Disney princess. The boy…well. He gets pooped on or pecked. Sometimes both at the same time.
- The other day I was feeding the baby a jar of mushy, watery peas. Can you see where I’m going with this? The kids were standing next to him, chatting and entertaining him. I was down to the last big spoonful of pea mush, and he started shaking his head no and waving his arms around, knocking the spoon out of my hand and sending the pea mush flying. Every bit of it hit the boy. He had mushy peas everywhere from his glasses, down his face, and covering his favorite sweatshirt. Kat, standing right next to him? Completely unscathed and sparkling clean.
So Do You Skip on a Rainbow or Sulk Under a Raincloud?
Do you and your siblings have a similar dynamic? I grew up as an only child (though I have an older sister, another topic for a different day) so I don’t know if this is a common situation. This topic came up when I was chatting with a friend who has a similar dynamic with her sister (Hi Nicole!). Let me know which sibling you are in the comments. Thanks for reading.