Last year I didn’t go to Cybermummy. There were lots of reasons why and I wrote about it here but the main reason was that I was a big fat scaredy cat. And consequently, I kicked myself afterwards for NOT going!
I missed out on what turned out to be a fabulous event.
So when the tickets for Cybermummy11 came on sale late last year, I was of course first in queue! There was no way that I was going to miss out on it again.
But then the nerves kicked in.
The same nerves that were there last year.
How did I ever think that I could go off on a jolly for the weekend? How did I think that I would travel all that way on my own? Navigate that there London? What made me think that I could ever go anywhere without my children? Walk into a room of hundreds of strangers?
I know to many of you my fears won’t sound like much. But they are to me. They are in fact very real anxieties. This was a HUGE deal for me on so many levels and I honestly didn’t know if I could do it after all. On one hand, I was so excited at the thought of meeting so many of my lovely blogging friends in real life after all of this time but then I was equally crippled by the anxiety of it all.
But over the last few days, as Cybermummy grows closer and closer, something has clicked.
I am definitely feeling more excited than I am nervous.
I can do this. I know I can.
I used to be The Girl Who Was Going To Take On The World. I was once full of confidence. That girl has to still be in there somewhere, right? And I figure that facing my fears can only be a good thing. I don’t want to be The Girl Who Regretted Not Going To Cybermummy. Again.
So I am coming to Cybermummy. With bells on. Although it would be really REALLY nice if some of you could promise to hold my hand if I wobble 😉(For those of you not in the know, Cybermummy is a conference in London next month and you can read more about it right here.)