Back in the day, oh about 7 or so years ago, I worked for a PR agency in Los Angeles.
Hilton was one of our big clients and they did some research about “upstairs” vs “downstairs” travelers. In other words, when you travel do you feel most comfortable with dinner alone in your room, or are you the type to go downstairs to the hotel bar, grab dinner and chat up whomever happens to be there?
I am most definitely an “upstairs” person.
I suck at small talk. And I’m shy to just walk up and talk to anybody. ..even if I’ve been tweeting with them for months. I’m very well aware of this tendency of my personality, but it’s really bothering me tonight. And the “upstairs” person in me is kicking in.
I need to fight it, but I don’t know if I can right now. Maybe I’m just overtired from my all day conference session, maybe I’m missing my kids, maybe my breasts are killing me without my sweet baby nursling here.
Whatever it is, right now my inclination is to just sit up in my room all night, when I really *should* be down in the expo hall meeting friends in real life, connecting with brands, networking and learning.
The blog as change agent session today was awesome. I sat and absorbed all that I could from some truly amazing, dedicated and passionate women. Wow. They are doing so much good with their blogs, and most importantly their unique “voices.”
It was inspiring but also overwhelming as I navigate what I hope to achieve with Motherhood Unadorned. How I hope to define my uniqueness. How I hope to grow in the areas I’m passionate about, and if you’re reading, things that may be important to you too.
Challenges of motherhood.
For me personally, I see mental health as such an important topic for moms. So many variables can affect our happiness, well being, and state of mind and in turn it affect our families, our children, our partners, our selves. As women, we can often be the biggest judgers of others, but I think in truth we judge ourselves most harshly of all.
Tonight after writing the above, I drummed up the courage to be a “downstairs” person and go have fun. Even though at some moments I feel as though I don’t fit in or don’t belong, I’m willing to bet there are hundreds of other women judging themselves just as harshly, feeling like they don’t quite belong too.
But guess what? We all do. We all belong. We’re all members of the sisterhood of womanhood, the sisterhood of motherhood. No matter whether we’re shy and want to stay in the bathroom all night, or can easily chat with the hundreds of the women around us, we each have value and we each have our place.
I want you to know that here, you have a place, and you’re never alone.