A LIFE WORTH LIVING....: Blogging habits.

Friday, 4 April 2008

Blogging habits.

I have had a case of blogging block!!!
We have done lot's of stuff I would normally have written about and I have sat down to record things and the words just won't come and I haven't had the inclination to try very hard.

The time I have spent mindlessly blog hopping instead of writing over the last few nights has been outside my normal pattern and got me thinking about blogging habits.

I tend to come down and get my hot water and lemon and turn on .I have various blogs I read every day but don't tend to visit them in any particular order.I hop through them but rarely comment first thing,mainly because the old brain is still very fuddled and I may start to write a comment but can't find the right words so end up leaving it, but also that I may run out of time to get through them if Milly wakes.

If Emily still isn't up I will then visit some blogs I don't go to as often or I may click the random on the blog rings for a little variation;-)) All this will probably happen within 1/2 an hour, unless someone has written a very long post.

I rarely post during the day,I will sometimes start after tea if Alan and Emily are doing something but it is normally when Emily goes to bed that I will sit and write.

Through out the day if we are in and I have a few spare minutes whilst having a cuppa or if Milly is otherwise engaged I will flick through again to see if anyone has posted( I have tried to join blog lines so I can get notified when my favourites post, but the confirmation email is never sent to me so I can't confirm the registration)I may also flick through the blogrings,this sounds as if it takes up a lot of my day but in fact it only takes a few minutes at a time,and I find it easier and quicker to do than sitting down and going through them all at once later in the day.
If I have read a post in the morning and thought I would like to comment it is probably at this time that I will leave a comment.I always read the comments on a blog and will often pop in to update on the comments that have been left.I think the comments are as much a part of reading a blog as the post.

I love to get comments and enjoy seeing an email to let me know I have a comment.Is that just too sad? I really do have friends outside of blog land ;-))

Of course to get comments you need to post, so for those of you who like to visit I will get back to it as soon as the fog lifts from my brain and once again fill you in on our day to day stuff ;-)) xx

5 comments:

Stacie said...: Lynn,

I was starting to wonder about you...

I take a break sometimes. I've been so busy with improving my health - researching, experimenting and writing my food diary on CafeMom, that I have neglected my other blog. But we all need breaks too. It's not like this is a job.

And I think we all get excited when we get comments, even though we have full lives in the real world.

So, glad you have a check in with you, and hope to hear from your world soon!

Stacie; 4 April 2008 at 21:58
Michelle said...: I was just worried because your other blogs hadn't been updated either. I am VERY good at worrying.

Enjoy your fog :-); 4 April 2008 at 22:35
Lynn said...: Thanks for being concerned xx; 4 April 2008 at 22:41
Grit said...: blog hopping is great... do not feel worried about that! i could sit there for hours, going ugh ugh ugh at all the gruesome sites i find, and ha ha ha at all the fun ones too. it is like a lesson in life, and all on a sunday afternoon.; 6 April 2008 at 20:17
piscesgrrl said...: I, too, have felt less inclined to blog lately. For me, it's like anything else - I really really enjoy it for quite a while, then I tire of it. I'm not thinking "is this blog-able?" very often anymmore. Oh well.

All things have their season!; 14 April 2008 at 23:48

This is me.....

There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout: This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.” Stacey Charter.

Why we Home educate

( Slightly edited from a blog post I did when we started out) In the end the actual decision to take Emily out only took a matter of days but before that it had been around a year and a half of talking about ti and reading books, Free range education by Terri Dowty, Educating your child at home by Jane Lowe and Alan Thomas were two that had a real impact for different reasons. Free range education has lots of examples of real life home educators and I think I can say that it was this one that convinced me the most that we could do it. We are two very average people ,neither of us left school with many qualifications, we went on to do quite well in our chosen professions and had no need to think about the education system at all until Emily came along.

I knew about home education and when Emily was born considered it as an optionbut always felt my lack of education would be a problem and that I wouldn't be capable of providing her with what she would need.Looking back with hindsight it is easy to see how wrong I was!!

School never really suited Emily......After the nursery year at a very highly rated, high achieving school we knew that particular School wasn't for us and took her out. We enrolled her in a lovely village school with only 70 children in the whole school .The ethos of the school was totally different, the children didn't wear uniforms and there was much more emphasis on the children being individuals.The head was a sensitive and principled man who wanted the best for the children. We thought we had struck gold.Over the reception and year 1 Emily gained confidence and really started to bloom. It was at this time she was diagnosed with dyspraxia( we had had to go down the diagnosis route as our observations of Emily's difficulties were not enough to enable the teachers to tailor things so she was helped and given less work in class) but she managed quite well in the more relaxed play orientated early years.Year 2 with more emphasis on academic activities got progressively harder for her. She is very sensitive and it wasn't just the academic side it was the embarassment of having to put her hand up for the toilet,seeing others being told off and worrying in case she did something wrong and got the same treatment, panicking because she couldn't do the work and the teacher never had time to sit with her (alot of this did not come out until she had left school) her behaviour at home became worse and worse she was so angry and obviously stressed . At this time we began to seriously consider taking her out but held back because of my lack of confidence in my ability to provide her with an adequate education ,my health being so poor was also a major stumbling block.

Then in year three it became blatantly obvious that something needed to change .She was struggling on all levels and we couldn't allow the school system to damage our daughter anymore.She became ill with a bug that was doing the rounds and she was off for two weeks , during that time I had a conversation with a friend who home educates her two children and I was so upset I couldn't make a decision and she said just go with whats in your heart and that really helped me to shift my thinking and stop worrying about what I couldn't give her and focus on what I could give her.

We never sent her back.I still get emotional when I think of that time , the look on Emily's face when we told her she would never have to go back to school was priceless,the immense sense of relief that we were off the treadmill of school life and the excitement of the time ahead and to be honest the fear of the unknown......

So here we are four years on and a lot of reading and researching later I feel comfortable with what we are doing . The changes that have happened so far have been helped along the way by the many wonderful blogs out there.They are so varied and there are so many different approaches , I have found ones that I can identify with and have read a lot of archive material that has been written in each and found answers to so many of the questions I have had that they have helped me to sort out what will work best for us .As much as I wish we had done this earlier and saved Emily from the distress that she went through I do believe things happen for a reason and that the time was right for us to take her out and that looking on the bright side one of the benefits is that at least she has had a taste of school and now we all know without a doubt that it is not for us !!!!

It is very liberating to be making decisions based on what works best for us as a family and not what society expects.

Let your child be a child.

No child was ever spoiled by too much love.

Be authentic with your child.

Listen openly to your child’s needs.

Believe in your child’s good intentions.

Find the humour.

Look past the behaviour… what is your child feeling?

Have fun with your child today!

“There is no reason why we cannot say ‘No’ to children in just as kind a way as we say ‘Yes’.” - John Holt

“Play is really the work of childhood.” - Fred Rogers

“The best way to make children good is to make them happy.” - Oscar Wilde

Children thrive in a peaceful and loving environment.

A child needs love most when things go wrong.

Children reflect the treatment they receive.

A few qoutes I like....

Life shouldn't be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in, broadside, thouroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly shouting, 'WOW'.... Beth Moore

The perpetual testing of public school children is like a gardener constantly pulling his plants up by the roots to see if they are growing....(unknown)

Children require guidance and sympathy far more than instuction...Helen Kellers teacher

I hear and I forget I see and I remember I do and I understand...Confusious