While My Blog Gently Exsanguinates.

That was a whole play on the "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," but I'm not too sure it came through. Remember when I used to blog ALL THE TIME? When, maybe, in the days before readers, you came here and there was New! Content! and you could spend some time reading and maybe laughing? Yeah. Me too.

Anyway.

I am in a mix and mush of time and space.  Whatever time I have is going to chasing my smaller child around, while he attempts to scale EVERY-SINGLE-SURFACE available.  He's mostly successful in the scaling but not entire successful in the descending and so, here I am, trying to prevent the [inevitable] konker-bonkers and the goose-eggs and the visits to the ER.

Sigh.

I didn't have this EXACT hell with my girl, as she was late to walking and even LATER to climbing (like, just this past year she's started wanting to go on the *big* slides) and so, I am WOEFULLY UNPREPARED to turn around after four seconds to this:

It is everyone's favorite thing to say that this is due to gender difference, and who am I to argue, really, what with the N = 2 and all? And while that may be so, I also think my two kids have different areas of relative strength and I'm seeing his. RELATIVELY SPEAKING (As I think DISMOUNTING is probably, you know, IMPORTANT.)

This post is going absolutely nowhere, obviously, and if you want to jump ship, I won't try to stop you.  I'm trying to figure out a balance, I suppose, and I'm finding that means that the house work gets done, my kids get taken care of, things stay clean and folded and generally running smoothly, I can get to the gym and can read some fiction or whatever but there isn't enough time for me to do all that and generate a decent post.

Or, at least that's how it feels right now.

It's easier, this second time around, to keep in mind the 'It's a phase' mentality. So, maybe when he's done with the 'What Goes Up Can't Exactly Come Down All That Well' phase, I'll have a second to get back to it.

Until then, there's this:

 

Hope you're having a great holiday season.

Comments

[Judy Newman]

This is my first visit here (came from Twitter) and you're wonderful! My boy was (and is-he just turned 7) a big climber. It took me some time to back off a bit and let him do it. Of course, now he likes to try to climber bigger and better things...like the chain link back stop behind the baseball field at his school. *Sigh*

[tara]

your writing is always worth the wait.

[Julie]

Take your time. I'll be waiting.

[KatyP]

Blog whenever you feel like it and have a moment - it is still much appreciated. Our daughter's are 3 and a half and 1 and a half, and just like yours, our second's speciality is climbing up and throwing herself off tall objects. So could it be birth order rather than gender? That is one perfect looking santa. We're living in Switzerland where they tend to come earlier and scarier - and with a scary pal called schmutzli for good measure. Have a great holiday and keep finding the time for yourself.

http://www.expatica.com/ch/lifestyle_leisure/blogs_photos/Samichlaus-and-Schmutzi_11113.html

[sam]

My particular N=2 are both boys, however I have not one climber. I won't mind at all if currently gestating boy isn't a climber either.

[Christy]

Everyone does love to say it is due to gender difference. However, I have three girls, and...one was a climber, two were not, one was an escape artist, two were not, two are super high energy, one is not...etc. It is due to child difference.
Happy Holidays!

[jodifur]

Welcome to boys.

[a]

I'm so happy that my girl was never much of a climber.

Merry Christmas!

[Issa]

Oh that is a perfect Santa shot. I love it.

Yeah...I call my son Baby Destructo. I believe my girls were too though. Just in different ways. He's not a climber, although my oldest was. But holy cow he can demolish a room in two seconds flat. Also? Everything is a ball. Everything is throw-able.

[Melba]

Lovely picture with Santa! Ours is... well not so lovely. Older child (3.5) is looking down, refusing to look up or smile out of shyness, and younger child (11 mo) has the panicked "I'm about to cry" face on as she's just entering into separation anxiety and doesn't like to be held by strangers. I'm so jealous of lovely photos with Santa - we have yet to get one!

And my younger one isn't a climber but we call her the Mouse. Because she somehow gets herself into the tiniest little spaces so that we a) can't find her, and b) can't get her out when we do find her. Like behind the Christmas tree. Behind the toilet. Behind the recycling bin in the pantry. To add insult to injury, there are usually gross things in these little hiding places that she insists on putting in her mouth.

[Swistle]

My first boy was a fearful non-climber, and my second boy was climbing up before he could walk. Third boy a non-climber, fourth boy a climber but SHOULDN'T be (falls constantly). One of the reasons I think I keep wanting more and more children is that it's so fun to see all the possible combinations.

[-R-]

I only have one kid, but he's a boy, and he's not too much of a climber. Not the climb to the top of the table while I'm not looking kind of climber anyway. Just so now N=3.

I thought the littlest guy was thinking "Who the hell is this old guy?"

[attiton]

Happy Holidays!!

[kayla]

NEW GIRL - I am sticking around. When you do write it is so great that it is worth the wait. I love when you talk about food, books, our kids, Manson, your sister, your nephew, your parents. LOVE IT ALL.

Hang in there - things get insance and that is life:(

HUGS and have a great holiday

[Amy Jo]

That's the lovely thing about a feed reader: it alerts me to a new post! I totally understand where you are coming from with the boy. My youngest is 15 months, and if I blink for too long she vanishes. When I finally find her she's riding the cat with dryer lint stuck all over her.

Buon Natale!