Guys. Miami and Mom 2.0 were amazing.

AH-MA-ZING.

I love going to blogging conferences; nothing beats talking and hugging people face-to-face (actually, it’s pretty hard to hug someone on-screen). So of course I did a lot of hugging and a lot of listening and a lot of laughing at this conference. The end.

No, not really.

I also got to speak. I was on the “From Mom Blogger to Mom Who Blogs” panel with my girls Susan, Pam, Sarah and Danielle. The fabulous Leslie liveblogged it for us, so you can read what we talked about on the Mom 2 blog if you missed it. (Thanks, Leslie!)

Miami is my hometown. It’s a place where I belong. From the bellhop who could tell I was a local the second I walked into the hotel to all the memories I had left behind and that hit me from every corner of Key Biscayne, I was in my comfort zone.

But there is another reason I felt so comfortable.

I was comfortable because I was surrounded by fakes.

Of course, I don't mean that I think that my fellow writers and entrepreneurs are a bunch of phonies -- they were all super intimidating and obviously amazing women of the highest caliber -- but the theme of this conference for me was that we all suffer from Impostor Syndrome.

I heard it from the newer bloggers I met, the ones who shyly told me about their reasons for blogging or their new business they were working so hard to get off the ground.

I heard it from old friends who are superstars in their own right, who have succeed at this blogging thing for years, yet confessed that they felt like impostors.

I heard it on stage, from fabulously successful women like Liz Lange, and Brenee Brown and Pilar Guzman (editor in chief of Martha Stewart Living), even these women admitted to feeling like someone is going to find out they're not really as impressive as they really are.

And of course, I heard it from myself as I prepared for the conference and for my panel and

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