Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

I like my comfort zone.
It’s nice and well, comfortable. And I try to keep it nearby.
But I will be leaving it for a few short days (the first weekend of February) and that makes me very uncomfortable.
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Um, yes, that would be a real live blogging conference. With people. In real life.
All by myself. Without knowing another person face-to-face.
Comfort zone? Completely obliterated.
I have a couple of really good friends (yes, I’m talking about you, Cheryl & Jen) and we take a girl’s weekend trip every year.  I emailed them and suggested they attend the conference with me. They don’t have a blog, but both of my creative friends need one and I thought this would be the perfect start!
{See how nice and thoughtful I am to think of them?}
Except I wasn’t banking on the fact that these girls know me very well.
They saw my desperate plan and said, “We love you and we think that you should go alone. This will be good for you. You need to get out of your comfort zone. This will help you grow.”
So, now I have two openings for real life friends.
Oh, I kid.
As much as I hate to admit it, those girls are right! Just getting on that plane and actually showing up will be huge for me. Not to mention taking this introverted body and meeting other people I read in the real world.
I feel faint.
So, I need your advice. What’s the best two cents you can give me? I’m seriously nervous about the whole thing. And I’m resisting the urge for a full body makeover. {Can you get those on clearance?}
How often do you leave your comfort zone and do you take your favorite blankie?
Secondly, what does one wear to a blogging cocktail party? Is it the same thing I would wear to a sweet tea party?
And finally, would y’all pray that when I enter the plane, there are no birds in sight?
Because if I so much as see a feather, I might just get back in my car and spend the weekend in the fetal position.

How Blogging has Given Me More Confidence

I’ve never thought of myself as having a lack of confidence.
Or low self esteem.
Until I started blogging.
And went through the awkward first months of sharing my thoughts and ideas and hoping I’d have a comment or some validation from perfect strangers {smile}.
It didn’t take me long to discover that I like this world where no one really sees me or dislikes what I’m wearing or judges me based on my appearance. There are no preconceived ideas because of the neighborhood I live in or the label on my clothes. 
I am comfortable in this parallel world because it is not based on appearance, house-size, position on the PTA or athletic ability.
And my comfort here has increased my confidence there.
Blogging has made me more confident in the real world.
It’s not about the way I look
Did you know that over 50% of women do not like the way they look? Demands of society have placed too much emphasis on our outward appearance. I’ve gotten to know women in this cyber world where vanity isn’t the ruler we measure by. I read words written by beautiful women whom I’ve never seen. When I bare my soul and read your touching comments, I feel beautiful (even if I’m lounging in sweatpants) and it has nothing to do with the way I look.
I have a voice
Blogging has given me a platform, a voice, a place to share my thoughts and feelings. I weigh in on issues I normally would leave alone. I research, read and educate myself more.  Sometimes in my real life, my screaming voice is like a whisper. It’s lost in the roar of the noise around me. But I know I have a place to share my struggles, my questions and my resolve. And I feel heard.
I am bold
In the real world, I am quiet. I am not shy, but I am not vocal either. But I can say whatever I want on my blog. Because it’s mine. If it’s too personal, too private, too much of me, than the reader can choose to stay or go. I can be outlandish and quirky.  I can find the extrovert inside of this introvert. This has effected my real life assertiveness. I find myself becoming more and more the bold woman you think I am.
I have a secret
Sometimes, especially in awkward situations when I’m uncomfortable, I find comfort in knowing that I have a secret corner of the internet. It’s like a home-away-from-home. I think it would surprise some of the people who think they know me. But I don’t tell everyone because I like saving it for people who really get to know me.
I am supposed to be doing this
Becoming a mother 9 years ago was the most amazing moment of my life. It left me fulfilled and isolated. I quit my job, transferred my energy to my home and tried to make the new little person happy. I got lost in motherhood and it took me awhile to sort out my identity. I longed for friendships and a community. Motherhood matured me, but nothing has completed me like writing.  I was created to write. I am confident that I am supposed to be doing this
I know who I am
Before I started blogging, I thought I knew me. And as a Christian woman, I know who I am in Christ. But I have learned that this journey has led to a greater discovery of me. Writing my thoughts about my children, my fears, my joy has solidified who I am. I’ve formulated opinions, dealt with deep struggles and stood my ground on issues of the heart. I know who I am.  And I’m learning to really like her.
I know who I want to be
More than ever before, I am confident in who I want to become. I have met amazing women and been inspired in the blogworld. I have learned so much and I have goals for myself and dreams that wouldn’t have been birthed without being in this community.
I am being stretched and challenged. I feel creative and alive at my keypad. I am a better me. 
Because of you.
Blogging has given me more confidence {even if no one leaves a comment on this post!}
How about you? Has blogging changed you? Enhanced you?
Food for the Soul:
Jeremiah 29:11 “I know the plans that I have for you, declares the LORD. They are plans e="font-size:small;"> for peace and not disaster, plans to give you a future filled with hope. 
Blogging is helping me see the real beauty. Visit The Inspired Room to read about more beautiful lives and Hooked on Houses to see what’s important to people.

Blogfluence

The blog world is an enormous place.

And one of my readers, Mom Most Traveled, ask me to use my blogfluence (a mixture of my blog and influence) to share this touching story about a woman looking for her family. 
You can read it here.
I couldn’t pass up the chance to play even a small role in helping this woman find a piece of home.

A Parallel World

The blog world fascinates me.

Pretty much because less than a year ago, I didn’t even know it existed
I mean, I’d heard of blogs, but I assumed they were mainly for business’ or for sharing photos of your kids to extended family members.
I didn’t know there were mom blogs.  I didn’t know there were giveaways.  I didn’t know you could subscribe, leave comments and meet interesting people.
I certainly didn’t know that I would cry and pray for people I’d never met or laughed until I peed.
Oh, I lie about the pee part.  

Sort of.
I didn’t know I would be so moved by others circumstances, that it would make my problems, well, funny, in comparison.  
I didn’t know my perspective would change.
The blog world is an amazing place. But, sometimes I feel a little funny telling people in real life about it. Because their reaction is similar to the one I had. “Oh.
And then I get that strange look.
And I want to say, “Hey, you make think it’s weird, but I know at least 2 people in the bloggy world, who think I’m a big deal.”  
That makes me feel better.  In my head.
I literally stumbled into the blogosphere and it took me months to sort out the basics.  
How did you enter this parallel world?  Did you read blogs and then decide to start one? Were you invited or did you stumble?  Or did you start one like me and then discover you weren’t the only mom blog out there?  (I know that sounds insanely vain, but I thought I was on to something! I was that naive!)  Do people in your real life know you blog and read it?  
Sometimes I read something so touching, I tell my mom or a friend.  And they are like, “who?” I’m like, “Oh, a friend, I’ve never met.  She doesn’t know me either.  But we are like this (and I cross my fingers to indicate closeness)!
Am I nuts?
Don’t answer that.
But I’d love to hear how you entered this parallel world.
I made this post a part of the Blog Train

Viewing My Life Thru Blog-Colored Glasses

I love being a Mom.

It is the one thing I’ve always wanted to be. 

I love knowing that The God of the Universe created me to be the mother of my children.  And even though I am not worthy, I am.  

But a couple of months after my third child was born, something happened deep within me.

I realized that being a mom wasn’t enough.

It shocked me too.

I think at first, I thought the feeling came from postpartum blues or from my baby’s difficult birth. But one thought kept playing itself over in my brain, I need something for me.

I remember the first time I spoke those words out loud.  My sweet hubby suggested a pedicure. No. Deeper, more, meaningful. Okay, a writing conference? Mr. fix-it knew my deep desire to write and my frustration with no one willing to give me a chance. But that wasn’t it either.

And then I got busy with life, and the words, although still present, quieted to a whisper.

I started my blog when my baby was 9 months old.

I had no idea it would be the answer to the question.

Now, nearly a year later, I view my life thru blog-colored glasses.

Blogging has turned me inside out.  It has fulfilled my need to write, yes, but even more, it is has quenched the thirst to have something for me. 

It is mine.

And I have learned so much about me.  I have discovered an innate desire to encourage.  It has always been there, but I thrive on helping people view their life more positively, while they are changing diapers or tackling clutter.

Blogging has also helped me to capture the fleeting moments.  For years, I’ve neglected writing things down, but now in doing so, I have seared them into my heart and mind forever.

Many people view blogs as vanity on parade. And I can understand why.  Since vanity loves company, I’m glad I have all of you.  One of my favorite parts of blogging is the creativity that has been birthed.  I think my creative hemisphere has grown immensely and made my head is bigger.  Really.

It has also taught me to laugh. And to look for the humor!  A year ago, I remember a friend of a friend commenting on my family’s frequent visit to the ER.  I was offended. I mean, how rude to actually mention the truth.  

But I’ve learned to laugh at myself and that’s been the biggest lesson of all!

Oh, and while I do not hope for mayhem, or encourage disaster, my senses have been sharpened to them. 

Because seriously?  A post about my hubby smearing peanut butter in his armpits at a family talent show, is just too good to forget. Tune in, I’ll tell  you all about next week. And there will be pictures.  Oh! Goody!

And my life?  It looks like roses thru those blog-colored glasses.

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