What? Is there something on my face?
1. Carefully pack a toiletry bag to take to the conference, then leave it on the bathroom counter at home. Make sure the bag includes your hair brush, tooth brush, toothpaste, deodorant, moisturizer and every speck of makeup that you own.
2. Bring LO. Make sure that his routine is interrupted enough so that he is incapable of sleeping in the pack-n-play that you carefully folded up, loaded in the car, unloaded at the hotel, set up in the rather cramped room, and then used not at all. With these situations properly in place, you will be all set for LO to kick you all night long each of the two nights of the conference so that you are baggy-eyed (and makeup free--see #1) each day and tired enough that you continually use the word finance for freelance and vice versa--which is not a big deal when you describe yourself as a finance writer but is rather confusing when you mention the personal freelance websites you contribute to.
3. Bring LO to the networking lunch on Saturday after he has had lunch with Grandpa and Bubbie, completely ignoring the fact that this is his usual time for afternoon happy hour. Realize halfway through bolting a fajita while corralling a screeching monkey on your shoulders that the child wants to nurse and that you have the choice between really getting to know all these blogger colleagues and losing your membership to the progressive breastfeeding mom club.