Sorry, any non-bloggers out there who might read this. This is one of those navel-gazing, cliquey, oh? you don't have a blog? Ri-ight type of posts.
Because I'm wondering about BritMums Live. The event (I think) formerly known as CyberMummy. (Is that right? Or is it something totally different and I've hugely insulted everyone involved, and probably got their brand manager sacked into the bargain? )
This could have been so easy. I could have gone the first year, when I was new and so was it, but we had a wedding. And then the next year (last year) we had a new baby. And if I'd been before, twice, then it would have been natural to go again.
But instead now it's this year, and it could be my first year, but it feels as though I've missed the boat. As though everyone else will know everyone else and I'll veer between standing in the corner trying to look approachable while at the same time hoping that the earth will swallow me up and affixing a rictus grin before bouncing into other people's conversations like Tigger on an uninhibited day and frightening everyone within a ten yard radius.
But if I don't book now, not only will I have to pay more, but I bet I'll also regret it nearer the time...
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