My year of blogging
Reaching out to other parents has made this luddite embrace the TLA.
A little over a year ago I didn’t even know what a blog was and now I’ve been a Sprogblogger for a year. It is quite ironic that the traditional gift for a first anniversary is paper since the first anniversary of Sprogblogs marks a whole year of paperless communication for me.

I chose Luddite Lass as my blog name because I felt that technology (including blogs) was a bit beyond me. The original Luddites were a group of British textile artisans who protested against the changes and mechanisation introduced by the Industrial Revolution. A year ago I was much happier with writing by hand with pen and paper and the end of my first post declared: ‘one small step into the blogosphere is one giant leap for this luddite’ because I felt I was stepping into an unknown space.

Over the year I have learnt so much. When I learnt that an avatar is not just an incarnation of a Hindu deity, I chose a hand-drawn picture of a quill and ink as my avatar. That seemed to represent my thinking and preferences quite well.

A lot of my blog education has literally been a hit and miss affair. One day I hit a key that took me to My Spaces. I didn't know I had Spaces so imagine my amazement to find myself there and to discover messages to me! I felt like the only spaces I could really relate to were the empty ones in my brain where the technospeak interpreter should be.

All the lovely people in the Sprogblog community have been very understanding of my geeklessness and I have learnt so much from them. For a start I have learnt a whole new language. When a comment on an early post said LOL, I thought that was super-friendly - sending lots of love to a complete stranger. Then someone commented ROTFLMAO and I was flummoxed. I googled it as I had been told to by a helpful sprogblogger and discovered it meant that she thought my post was very funny. Who knew?

A year ago I would not have understood a post from a sprogblogger that said: “I hate HPT. I used the OPK and we did the BD on the right days. I even slept with my legs up on five pillows afterwards – okay, TMI, LOL! But this morning I POAS and I got a BFN. WTH! So I suppose tomorrow I’ll see AF again. I don’t think we’ll ever get a BFP and I sooooooo want to be PG but I am really hating TTC.” Now I not only understand it but know that the appropriate comment is “Shame, hope it works out next month.”

But by far the most important lesson that I have learnt is that you can become real friends with people you have never met in the flesh. Through Sprogblogs I’ve met fabulous SAHMs, working mums, devoted aunts, single mums, SMM (single, married mum, when you’re married but you get no help with the children), divorced mums, adoptive mums, foster mums, surrogate mums, birth mums and even the odd dad.

All of them trying to be good parents - the best and hardest job in the world which, like blogland, doesn’t come with a manual or a GPS.

It is a wonderful community and I have received invaluable advice, opinions, sympathy, empathy, life lessons and amazing insights into other people’s lives.

A year on, the first thing I do in the morning is go to Parent24 blogs home and see who has posted and read what they have to say. Now I just need to attend a MOB and my transformation will be complete. I can’t wait to stand up at the MOB and say: ‘Hello. My name is Luddite Lass and I’m a Sprogblog addict.’ IMHO, Sprogblogs rock!

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