On not going to BritMums Live!

by Hannah

I have known about BritMums Live! happening for quite a while and I knew from when the tickets went on sale that I wouldn’t be able to make it. By then I knew that Baby Beastie was on the way and I that I wouldn’t want to leave him for the two day event. I could have taken him during the day but then I knew that I would want to stay on for the evening shenanigans and no one wants to leave a party early. So I figured it would be best to bow out and look on from afar.

I have seen many tweets building up to the event this week and all the excited/anxious tweets from people en route there today. I remember how I was feeling last year when I attended the Cybermummy conference in London, I was excited, nervous and dare I say it ever so slightly smug that I had a ticket and was going to be part of it all. Having only started blogging a few months earlier, I knew then that I had found something that I loved doing in my spare time (for which I don’t have any of anymore) and didn’t want to miss the event. It was a great opportunity to put faces to names and actually meet the friends that I had spent so much of my time chatting to over blogs and on twitter. Add a fantastic venue, pampering sessions, food and drink, inspirational speakers, workshops and goody bags and you are guaranteed a fantastic day out. Not only that but it’s a day out with the girls with no children hanging off your legs and the day ends with wine (or beer I believe this time) which is always good.

For those that would have liked to have gone but for some reason or another can’t make it there is the #notgoingtobritmumslive hashtag on twitter. A place where all us unfortunates can congregate and have a twitter party of our very own in the comfort of our own homes. The plus side of this of course is that we are all dry indoors and we don’t have to debate whether or not we should venture out in sandals or tackle the London Underground. I will be following what is happening there on twitter and through my eyes and ears that are my friends attending *hoping that they don’t forget to fill me in on the gossip during the day*. I found it quite a challenge to mingle and tweet last year and hold my hat off to the pro’s that manage it effortlessly whilst others end up looking rude and distracted (like me).

Today instead I am looking after my boys. One who has just woken up from his afternoon nap after shouting out ‘can I get up now Mummy?’ *hmmm* and the other has fallen asleep across my lap after endless fussing. This post very nearly wasn’t written due to these demanding little people but do you know what? I wouldn’t change my day for the world as right now this is the place that I need to be. After all there is always next year…

 

11 comments

dawn 22nd June 2012 - 3:17 pm

Great post. I have one asleep on me at the minute too. Would of loved to have gone but tiny is too young to be left yet!

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Mummybeastie 22nd June 2012 - 6:36 pm

I wouldn’t have been comfortable leaving my little one, it’s just one of those things…x

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Helen 22nd June 2012 - 3:23 pm

I so wish you were here….but I have my ear to the ground & my eyes peeled for you….and I won’t forget you! Honest!! X

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Mummybeastie 22nd June 2012 - 6:37 pm

You better not!! 😉 xx

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Emma 22nd June 2012 - 4:26 pm

Great post, I very nearly brought a ticket when they were released on a moment of madness thinking I could then figure out a way to get there and combine it with a visit to family. (I live in Cyprus) but it was a good job I didnt as hubby got made redundant and I got pregnant again so wouldn’t have been able to fly even if we could have afforded it!

Glad to have found your blog through it though!

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Mummybeastie 22nd June 2012 - 6:38 pm

Such a good job you didn’t buy one, that was fate! maybe next year? x

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Mum2BabyInsomniac 22nd June 2012 - 6:29 pm

I have a ticket and was supposed to be going then Dad2BabyInsomniac went and broke his bloody leg and his mum decided to go on bloody holiday so couldn’t come and help him. I would love to have gone but oh well, there is always next year 🙂 xx

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Mummybeastie 22nd June 2012 - 6:35 pm

Oh I know what a nightmare for you, made worse by the fact you actually have a ticket! Did you not get any takers then?? madness! x

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Becky Arber 24th June 2012 - 3:05 pm

Sorry you couldn’t make it, but there’s always next year isn’t there?! hurrah!!

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One Mother's Notes 28th June 2012 - 9:08 am

I can completely empathise. It’s so hard to not do what you want because you have to put your mummy first. There’s always next year!

http://onemothersnotes.blogspot.co.uk

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SAHMlovingit 3rd July 2012 - 5:53 pm

Next year…next year we will both be there. I hope 🙂 xx

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