Disclaimer: I will be attending The Mom Con as a thank you for writing this post and promoting the event. All opinions are my own. #momswhorock #momcon
Seven years ago, I was scared. Lemme be real. I was scared out of my ever loving mind. Arianna had just made her way into the world, making me a single mom at the age of 25, years before I imagined I’d be ready to be a mom. I felt alone and overwhelmed.
Five years ago, I was scared. Lemme be real. I was scared out of my ever loving mind. Evan was just months from coming into the world and we had a toddler who was all over the place. My husband and I had few friends, let alone friends with kids, and we were about to embark on a scary world balancing him as a stay at home dad and me as a working mom. I felt alone and overwhelmed.
Six months ago, I was scared. Lemme be real. I was scared out of my ever loving mind. Baby three turned out to be twins, two sweet and snuggly girls. But with them, a 6 year old, a 4 year old, a career, and an incision that just wouldn’t heal, I felt like I’d never be myself again. I felt alone and overwhelmed.
That’s when Natalie from The Mom Con reached out and asked what day she could bring me coffee. And not any coffee. The good stuff. In a super tall cup that stayed hot all the way up to my house far past the suburbs of Pittsburgh.
Natalie had recognized a fellow mom in need and wanted to do what we women should do for each other. Reach out and let them know they are doing a good job and that they are not alone. And it worked.
It wasn’t the first time Natalie recognized a mom in need. A few years back, she too felt alone and overwhelmed as a new mom. From that feeling, The Mom Con was born. She took her emotions and churned up an event for moms to feel empowered and ignited about their lives. And it worked.
This is the third year of The Mom Con, and it will be my second in attendance. Women who attend will leave with new members of their village, tips on organizing the chaos that comes when we trade in girls nights out for Saturday snuggles, and awareness of the reality that MOM is just one word to name us. It’s a day where you can be Becky (or Jacquie or Nicole or Chaton or Lauren) and not “Mom! Mommmmmm! MOMMY!!!”. And it’s a day to recognize that even when you feel like you are alone and overwhelmed, you have a village to support you, you’re in the #momswhorock club (like ALL MOMS are).
This year the event will be held in Monroeville on November 7, 2015 (starting with breakfast). Beyond the keynote speakers, we will also have the opportunity to connect deeper with other moms at breakfast, lunch, and workshop sessions. You can find out more here: http://themomcon.com
There are just a few days left to get an early bird ticket, so act fast to save on the event (that’s worth every penny of the full price ticket plus some)…or you can win one here. Good luck, and come find me. I’ll be the mom with baby barf in her hair and a coffee in her hand (wait, won’t we all?).
But seriously. Come find me. I’m an introvert who has suffered from post partum anxiety. I’m a mom of 4 who works full time plus has two small businesses. I’m a mom looking to grow her village. And yes. I feel alone and overwhelmed, but I know it’s going to be okay.
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Meet me there!