Blogging on..... #blogonmosi

Tomorrow (incident aside) I will be going to Blog On , the blogging conference in Manchester. 10 days ago I really thought I wouldn't be going and I was massively disappointed. I'm so looking forward to meeting all of those great writers and listening to the talks and talking to brands and that stuff I've heard about so many times. Childcare is a real issue for me, so I can't really travel to events, but this one is perfect. It would have been even more perfect if my partner had been able to give me a lift down and then go round MOSI all day with the kids, but with it being a not-prohibitively-expensive taxi ride home, and happening when I don't have school runs to do, I can still go. Yeeeay!


This is great, but I'm terrified! Hahaha....I'm sat here with butterflies. I've never done anything like this before, and with my blog only being a toddler, I feel like the new kid.

I do have the added worry that not only am I leaving 5 children at home, I'm also leaving my partner, who is still unable to take responsibility for the little 2 for more than a few minutes before it'll become too much, and can't be left alone for too long yet. The big 3 who are left have jobs and responsibilities. The 19yo has responsibility for the small boys. He needs to feed them and entertain them, and take them to the park if they get too rowdy. The 15yo sympathetic one has responsibility for temperature taking and making sure her Dad takes his tablets on time, eats lunch and gets plenty of fresh water and tea, and she's to text updates throughout the day. The 13yo has responsibility for making sure I don't return to a scene from Cat In The Hat (not the end scene, the bit just before that).

I hope when I get there I can forget home and just enjoy myself, and I hope when I return that any worries are misguided, but mostly I am very concerned that I'll cry. It's not been the best of fortnights really, weeny bit stressy and I've missed out on a couple or 30 hours sleep. I did try watching a sad movie earlier, just to let it all out, but I couldn't perform. I've seen a lot of people mention feeling very emotional already, this could turn into the end of a very cheesy chick flick if we aren't careful.

I'll be the one in big dark glasses...