BritMums Live – nerves!

I certainly have butterflies now but in a positive way I think.  Last weekend, it looked like I might not be able to come to BritMums Live after all.  That is one surefire way to make you realise just how much you are looking forward to it despite the nerves.

BritMums Live will be my first blogging conference.  Fortunately,  I have now met about 15 or so bloggers all of whom have proved to be warm, friendly, amusing and tolerant too.  That gives me hope that I will be fine and you will be too.

It will all be a rush to get down to London and to the venue in time from Yorkshire especially as we have to get the children to their sister’s house beforehand.

Dad has manfully taken on looking after the animals for us.

Little is expected of me on the Friday but Saturday sees me involved in the Blogging for the Greater Good session and the Blogging for Happiness session.  Who is coming along to one or both of those?  So I can bribe you to be nice to me and to say loads so I don’t have to lol.

If anyone wants to see me for definite (why?), I will be on the Give As You Live stall at 1.45pm on Saturday.  There are confirmed rumours of cupcakes so come and see me if only for a nibble.

Of course, it is exciting to imagine being in the same room as famous people but I am equally if not more excited at linking up with folks I have tweeted with or engaged via blogs with for weeks, months and years in some cases.

Overall, I just have this great sense that BritMums Live will be a celebration of parents and mums in particular, of lives led and challenges overcome and a starting point for many of us for new futures.

Nerves or not, I will be there.  Will you?

And if you aren’t coming along, I hope to see you at next year’s event.

P.S.  Despite rumours of nudity, boob flashing and a silly CV, I am actually a shrinking violet so this is a big deal but sometimes you have to break out of that boring comfort zone and live life to the full.

BritMums Live 2014 – my worst bits

1. Heading North from home to London. Have I become a Southerner after all these years masquerading as a Northerner?

2. Wanting to be in two places at the same time over the weekend. Firstly the lovely Montcalm hotel was hard to leave even for the learning and social delights of the conference. Secondly, inadequate Mummy went and missed the children’s school fete on Saturday.

3. Forgetting my BritMums Live ticket and then finding it was in my handbag all along on my return home.

4. Getting the various wires/cables for my laptop and phone mixed up. Such a technophobe.

5. The absolute feats of engineering with tights and underwear I now need to hold all that excess flesh in even a little bit. What lies beneath – scary thought!

6. Not having enough time available to chat to all the bloggers I would have liked to. It is the nature of the beast when working and at such a well-attended conference but it is always a little sad when you miss someone.

7. Not realising quite how bad my roots were until I returned home and my 8 year old son told me in no uncertain terms.

8. Not remembering to pack my dress for Saturday properly so that the creased look was trending on Saturday.

9. Felt it was made pretty clear that some of my dinner companions were not happy with the dinner venue I had chosen. It was a shame and a little upsetting for me although I have to say I did enjoy the food and conversation.

10. Leaving whilst Benjamin Brooks-Dutton was speaking in Room 1. I went to look after room 4 but I still felt bad at not staying and honouring his story.

11. Not making the most of lunch in terms of eating so that by the evening, I suddenly realised I was very hungry.

12. Learning that I have missed out on some tricks when it comes to blogging and writing that I could have implemented years ago. I had so much to learn. Spinning that, it should make for an exciting year ahead.

The truth is I had my best BritMums Live yet and you can read about that in a post soon.