Nervous Blog Conference Virgin

Well this week I'm preparing for my first blogging conference. For the uninitiated I am heading to the Nuffnang Blogopolis Conference in Sydney. There is a whole list of uber awesome bloggers attending and I will be going to meet them and hopefully soak up some of their awesomeness.

Ooh I hope not!

I'm not exactly a shy, retiring flower but I'm always a little apprehensive about engaging a room full of people. I have flash backs to my first day of primary school, high school and even university: 'Will anyone talk to me?', 'Will they like me?' 'Will they like my little blog or will they think its lame?'.

I also have no 'Wingman' or 'Wingwoman'. No one to grease the path or be a safe place to hide.

I see bloggers blogging about what they are going to wear - holy shit! Do I have to worry about that? I don't do fashion. I never shop in boutiques - Sussan and Katie's are my thing. Am I going to be 'the chick over there with the K Mart jeans'?

Actually, I'm going to be 'the chick over there with the K Mart jeans, bags under her eyes and coffee breath'.

I had planned to stay the night in the schmancy hotel. I was bringing my little Squishy and two sisters who would take him shopping for the day. Due to unforeseen circumstances these arrangements have fallen through. Now I will need to leave my Squishy behind and drive to and from Sydney in one day leaving no later than 4am.

It's going to be a LONG day,  it will also be the longest I've ever left him and the furthest I've ever been from him. Not cheering.

This week is also my last week of maternity leave. Next week I return to work and preparations for this and a whole range of other things are somewhat frantic.

In a way this is good, not too much time to get anxious and entertain silly anxieties like bad denim.

Instead, I'm going to arrive with a face full of rosewater refreshing spray, freshly hyped on coffee, with shiny teeth I will have brushed in the car. I will swan into the room in my K Mart jeans, survey the land, confidently stalk my favourite bloggers and proudly hand out my cute little business card which points in the direction of my awesome little blog.

Look out Blogopolis here I come!