Last Thursday, it was touch and go as to whether I would actually be heading down to London for BritMums Live. I’d been looking forward to it for ages but was suffering from a nasty bout of mastitis and a seemingly never-ending headache. But dosed up on antibiotics and paracetamol, I figured that I’d probably get more rest if I went compared to staying at home with my lively, little dudes. And although I had to keep popping back to the hotel room to pop more pills and lie in the dark for a while, I can’t complain at having twelve hours (TWELVE STRAIGHT HOURS!!) of sleep on Saturday night.
So, how was the conference?
It was weird. At times, I really enjoyed it. At times, I wondered why I was there. At times, I was completely inspired. At times, I swore never again.
Having had a night to sleep on it, I’d say that it really did me good.
First and foremost, BritMums Live is about the people; the people who make up the crazy world of blogging and that, for the most part, live beyond my screen. From Jane (In a Different Voice) who has the most infectious smile and laugh, to Vickie (29 Year Old Mama) who I knew I would love and did, and Ang (Mum of Three Musketeers) who is quite possibly the nicest person I have ever met.
And then there was the lovely Jenny from Kyna Boutique who’s almost like my personal shopper (you temptress, Jenny!), and Emma from the amazing charity First Days who does such brilliant and much-needed work, to Carissa (Little Likely Lads) who’s the coolest and most beautiful lady that I now know and who I would’ve probably stalked for a little longer had I been feeling better.
And I can’t leave out Katie (Hurrah for Gin) who was quite frankly robbed of the Brilliance in Blogging Fresh Voice award, Sarah (Older Mum in a Muddle) who deservedly went home with the Best Writer award, and Vicki (Honest Mum) who didn’t win an award but would definitely have if there was one for Swishiest Hair and being generally fantastic … such a fun and truly delightful lady.
It made my weekend to catch up (finally!) with Gillian from A Baby on Board as we’ve chatted for so long and are in the midst of concocting secret plans together so it was great to meet in person.
A special mention has to go to my longtime, online buddy and Friday-night roomie, Natasha from The 1970s Diet. It made my weekend to see her face when she realised that I’d forgotten to tell the hotel that she would be staying in the room instead of my husband and therefore it was assumed that she was the Dr Southern to my Mrs Southern. If you ever chat to her online, feel free to address her as such.
With regards to the sessions, I sat in on a few and enjoyed a couple. The travel session was my absolute favourite. Who wouldn’t want to glean advice from Emma from A Bavarian Sojourn and Trish from Mum’s Gone To? Throw Simon Calder in to the mix and that’s pretty much my dream panel. The Instagram session with Marte Marie Fosberg was absolutely brilliant too. Oh my, what a talented lady! I was truly in awe.
The other sessions, while I didn’t particularly enjoy them, served an extremely important purpose. There was a lot of talk about how to grow your blog, your brand, your profile, your followers … and it made me feel uncomfortable. I spent a lot of time questioning why I felt like that and on the train home, I came to the conclusion that it’s because my blog, Three Years & Home, doesn’t quite feel like me anymore. I like my blog but I don’t love it. And I really, really want to love it. I love blogging and I adore having some kind of creative outlet. It’s fun. But Three Years & Home is kind of over for me. The thought of this blog growing even further fills me with no joy whatsoever.
So … it’s time for a change. Consider this my notice period. My notice period before I move to a brand new, shiny job. A job that reflects where I am now and what I want from my life. But as with any notice period, you don’t just had your resignation letter in and run. Oh no, there will be a wind down period. I won’t leave you with an abrupt goodbye.
There are a few posts that I’d like to write under the Three Years & Home banner to keep things neat and tidy and all wrapped up with a bow. My current plan is to bid you farewell at the end of July and then hopefully, welcome you to my new abode in September. A new home that I’m already super excited about … more excited than I’ve been about blogging for a long time.
My dear BritMums Live, I wasn’t 100 percent convinced about you while I was there, and I’m still not sure whether I’ll return, but and it’s a really big BUT, you’re making me take a step that I may not have taken otherwise and it’s a step that I’m truly fizzing with excitement about.
And really, The Mumdrum, thank you so, so much for sponsoring me and trusting me with your twitter feed during the conference. Many wouldn’t have been so brave. I hope I didn’t let you down.