As I write daily,
putting “my thoughts on a page”,
I often just write as I think.
I do not intend it to inspire,
nor do I expect anything I write,
to make any real difference in anyones life.
However as I read other peoples blogs,
that is exactly what happens.
Many entertain me,
as humor is my first love.
But a lot of what I read,
of a more thought provoking nature,
remains with me.
Continuing to surface in my mind,
as I go about my everyday.
I particularly read a lot of blogs,
written by mothers of children,
who are facing many challenges.
ADHD, Autism or special needs.
They write about their children’s difficulties,
and of their successes.
But what has the greatest impact on me,
is when they describe how it feels,
to be a mother facing a life,
with a child who means the world to her,
but has huge mountains to climb.
Fighting to get the help they require,
helping them to fit in with “normal” society.
Teaching them to walk, talk or socialise,
as well as the usual everyday tasks of being a mom.
I look after a swim team,
teaching over three hundred children to swim.
In that number we have some children,
who definitely have some degree of difficulty.
ADHD, dyspraxia and others.
Yet not one mother has ever come to me,
and stated this to be a fact.
Nor has any mother declared it on their application form.
Recently we had twin five year old boys join up.
That very first night,
I could see they found some things difficult.
Taking turns was not for them,
they were unreasonably aggressive,
and unaware that they were splashing and disturbing,
many of the smaller children.
I said nothing but decided to keep an eye on them.
Two weeks later one of the boys,
had an all out super de luxe melt down.
He screamed and roared,
lashed out and his language turned the air blue.
His mom removed him from the pool.
After the session I approached his mom.
She looked very apprehensive.
However I said I would like her to ring me,
instead of talking at the pool.
Four days passed.
During this time I continued to read.
One post in particular resonated with me.
In this post, a mother of a son with ADHD,
remarked on how many times,
she had been called into her sons school.
I thought to myself how negative it must feel,
to always have the wrongs and problems,
of your child thrown at you.
Another blogger wrote a post,
about how hard she has worked over the years,
and still her son is out of place in the world.
So by the time I received the phone call,
about my young out of control swimmer,
I had had time to think.
Here was a mother of two lovely little boys.
I imagined her joy at hearing the news she was expecting twins.
The thrill of seeing them,
and bringing them home.
Then the reality as time passed,
that her two precious children,
were in need of extra help.
The looks she has probably come to expect.
So when the call came,
I took a very different approach.
mindful of all I had read on wordpress.
As we spoke I let her know,
that I understood that she was just beginning,
on her journey through life with her two small boys.
I realized they were only young and had a lot ahead of them.
Within minutes her tone had changed.
She began to disclose the true nature of her boys difficulties,
and the efforts that were going into them.
I asked how we could help,
and between us we came up with a combined approach.
To date the boys are much improved,
and both they and the class are benefiting from our chat.
So bloggers as you write,
never underestimate how effectively,
you are communicating your stories.
I am definitely a better person for having read them.
Many children I will come in contact with,
will benefit from what I have learned.
You might not change the world,
but you have helped to change a small piece of it.