The Reality Crash – After the Aussie Bloggers Conference

March 21, 2011

It happens after lots of big events.

You plan for the event months in advance. In the weeks leading up to it, the planning goes into over drive. In those last few days almost everything you do is geared towards this one big thing. It is your one goal, your great shining light on the horizon….all you want to do is make it there.

Then it actually happens.

The Aussie Bloggers Conference, finally, happens.

You muster all the brave you can and meet so many incredible people.

You meet people that you always knew were amazing and yet you are still bowled by how incredible they are in the flesh. Bloggers like Childhood101 and My Three Ring Circus and Squiggle Mum and Science At Home and The Beet Goes On and Inner Pickle.

You meet people that you’ve always been slightly in awe of, perhaps even a little scared of meeting them in real life, and you are blown away by how genuine, lovely and real they are. Bloggers like Magneto Bold Too, and Danni Mezza and Mrs Woog.

You meet people you didn’t know before, people who write blogs you’ve never read and you can’t wait to get back to your computer so you can add them to your feed reader and follow them on twitter. Blogs like Pop Couture and Happy Child.

You meet people who teach you things things and inspire and motivate you. People like Edenland and Sassy SEO and Life in a Pink Fibro

You meet so many wonderful people, too many to ever include in this one blog post. You learn a lot and you have a fabulous time.

And while you are still reeling from trying to match faces to names to blogs and kicking yourself for not getting to meet so many more fabulous people, then you come home.

I come home.

Home to a house full of washing and school lunches waiting to be made and Mental Monday with all it’s running around…. and CRASH.

Somehow in all that planning, all that anticipation, all that looking forward, I somehow forgot that there would still be life after the Aussie Bloggers Conference. Life that required clean clothes and petrol in the car. Life that doesn’t involve me tweeting to the person sitting next to me. Life that isn’t dominated by blogging.

So forgive me if I’m a bit flat this week…. It’s going to take me a little while to get over my reality crash and get a handle on life again. It’s going to take a serious amount of laundry and a whole lot of sleep, but I’ll get there eventually….

If you want to read more about the conference you can find a list of fabulous posts over at the Mummy Bloggers Blog

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Super Sarah March 21, 2011 at 6:21 pm

Aaah, I can really relate. It was such a pleasure meeting you and your sweet bub. Go easy on yourself this week….

Catch the Kids March 21, 2011 at 7:16 pm

I know what you mean. Normality takes a little while to kick in. Can’t wait for 2012

Good Golly Miss Holly! March 21, 2011 at 8:31 pm

Oh yes, I can definitely related. Still riding a wave of euphoria … but know the time will come to crash back to the reality. Ouch!

Fiona March 21, 2011 at 8:31 pm

I often have that feeling after big things.

and they’re done. sad :/

keepcatebusy (Cate) March 21, 2011 at 9:03 pm

Yep! I had three *very* tired little travellers this morning :-(
And now I have to pop out and finish the shopping I just couldn’t do with ‘over-it’ baby today…might grab some timtams while noone’s looking (there’s always an upside!!)
So nice to meet you and that gorgeous little picklebum of yours – and thanks so much for the fab stickers!!

PlanningQueen March 21, 2011 at 9:38 pm

I think my post conference blues will kick in tomorrow. Can completely relate!

Christie-Childhood 101 March 21, 2011 at 10:26 pm

I am hearing you! It was so fantastic to finally talk to you in the flesh, makes me want to move to Melbourne ;-) xx

Megan at Writing Out Loud March 22, 2011 at 7:57 am

Oh, I hear you. Reality calls in a big way.

Lovely to see you again on the weekend, and your beautiful boy! x

SquiggleMum March 22, 2011 at 11:36 am

My sentiments exactly. The washing, the cleaning, the meals and lunches and nappies and uniforms all make coming home so hard….

Glowless March 22, 2011 at 12:49 pm

My boy was pretty good, in creche most of the day, but running back and forth to him to breastfeed cramped my style a bit too. And yes, MAJOR crash. I still haven’t unpacked my bag – unless you count getting out the chocolates from the swag bag.

Kelley @ Magnetoboldtoo March 22, 2011 at 12:58 pm

I think I was more scared of meeting everyone than they were of me. Heh.

LOVED meeting you. You are fabulous.

And I came home to a trashed house, a week full of appointments for Boo and the damn kid sick AGAIN. But I am still on a high, eating the choc from my swag and wearing my tiara. :)

Beet March 22, 2011 at 8:43 pm

we’ve crashed big time here too. hugs.


PS You are damn spesh woman, I’m so glad to know you

Kelly B March 22, 2011 at 11:45 pm

It’s taken me two days just to feel like I’m somewhat alive again. And now I need to get to the washing! It would have been nice to talk more Kate. PickleBaby was an absolute delight! Hope you can get some rest.

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