Pootling Along

Pootling? Is that a word? I think it is…it sounds nice anyway. I feel it sums up our last few weeks. We’ve had busy days and not-so-busy days, had days where I’ve felt like the most productive, child led, home educator Ma there ever was, and then other days where I’ve knitted and drank copious amounts of tea as they’ve played/fought/wallowed. Things are moving in a good direction, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast. I don’t know where our destination is but I’m finding that it isn’t as important as I once thought, the fun is in the journey.

Like all journeys, there are nettles that sting bare skin, thorns that prick as you try to reach the berries, the odd downpour, but there is also the sun coming out after a storm, delicious foraged apples and spontaneously swimming in a lazily moving river to counter and outweigh the bad.

Dan’s health hasn’t been great recently, it’s the nature of the beast with ME unfortunately, but it’s been at a fairly “good” level and stable for a decent amount of time that I foolishly wasn’t really expecting it. It’s rubbish but it doesn’t do to dwell. He is incredible at not letting it get him down but I find it really hard and frustrating to seem him not have enough energy to do the things he wants and needs to do. It just makes me sad.

I read another blog recently where the writer has been suffering with poor health and her pastor pointed her to this verse which I did know but re-found as it were, always encouraging to remember:

“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”

(2 Corinthians 12: 9)

So, dark clouds, the rain starts.

But I’m heading to Brighton with the kids next week to see our dear friends for a very special small man’s 4th birthday so we’re really (really) looking forward to that and the silver lining is that Dan will get some time in the house on his own to hopefully get some proper rest (kids bless ’em, don’t quite get that concept…)

Slowing rain, the sun fights it’s way through.

I’m feeling so incredibly happy and confident in our decision to home educate at the moment; Sophia continues to amaze me with the things she picks up with little or no guidance from me (most recently, simple addition and subtraction in her head or with stones and conkers and starting to figure out ‘sh’ and ‘ch’ sounds in words). What I love most is the enthusiasm and passion she obviously has for working these things out. She is so incredibly pleased with herself when she figures out or learns something new. I love the self motivation, the fact that she’s done it because she wants to, not because she’s been told she has to. Even Isaac who obviously is not much more than a baby really makes us chuckle with the things he cottons on to (such as picking up Sophia’s habit of pretending to eat nice things in books and feeding me pretend cakes when he sees a picture of them in books we’re reading).

And then, a rainbow.


And the journey goes on.

One thought on “Pootling Along

  1. Pingback: And so it goes… | the starlings gather here

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