Sometimes, in this grown up mom life that I am living, days and weeks will pass by (or grind by) and it seems like the only thing I've done is check things off the to-do list. The days become a series of tasks, caregiving, work, eat, sleep and repeat. I fight the grind by practicing gratitude, chasing zen and doing lots of yoga. Then, as if the universe knew I needed it, something like Mom 2.0 Summit happens…
This past weekend, I was a student and a teacher at this amazing conference. I went into it knowing only a few people and feeling nervous. Most of the attendees are people who blog and write articles for a living. The specific subjects vary but many center around the experience of motherhood, growing families and what that looks like from each of their own perspectives. It's an inspiring and diverse group of voices.
As anyone who goes to conferences know, there's this thing called conference anxiety. It's a wicked ball of feelings that come up as you navigate your way through the conference experience- fear, scarcity, loneliness, saturation, insecurity and uncertainty. Going in only knowing a few people, I had my fair share of conference anxiety.
A few hours after arriving, it was time to board a shuttle bus and be taken to the welcome party. I walked onto the bus inserting myself into the last seat in the back, nervously checking my phone, obsessing about the fact that my skirt seemed so short and wondering who might end up next to me. In a gesture that was to be repeated all weekend long, 3 people came and sat down, immediately introducing themselves. Over sharing began almost immediately and I thought to myself, Yep, I'm going to like these people. And so it was all weekend, people just walked up and said hello, strangers sat down at tables together and I made some seriously fast friends that I am going to miss terribly. There was an impromptu invitation to an Arcade Fire concert and there was dancing, lots of dancing. There was karaoke (I sang Journey) and when someone complimented my singing voice, I thought, this has to be a set up. Sexy #fridgie photos were taken. There were meaningful conversations and ideas shared. There was fashion, oh yes there was fashion. The only thing that wasn't at Mom 2.0 was sleep but, hey, you can sleep when you're dead and I wouldn't have wanted to miss a thing.
I want to send them all thank you notes. Thank you for not making me feel like the new girl at a new school. Thank you for being radical and gorgeous and kind. Thank you for dirty dancing with me at the after party and accompanying me on a duet of Bust A Move. Above all, thanks for opening your hearts to me. See you next year, wouldn't miss it for the world.
Because the bloggers that I speak of are too awesome not to share, here are just a few that made big impressions on me. Some may not have even known that they did, but I'm thanking them for it all the same.
Lastly, a special thanks Laura and Carrie (and all who made Mom 2.0 Summit happen), thank you for having me and for putting on the best convention I've ever attended. All conferences should be masterminded by you two, the world would be a better place.