Me vs Beach

Dear Beach,

Long gone are the days where I would greet you early in the morning wearing my small bathing suit, no shoes, holding a little bag with my sarong and a few dollars for coconut water. You used to bring me such a feeling of calmness and really complete me. I felt that you gave me a great workout, tan and love for life. I went to you in times of need. Someone to talk to while the hubby was away for work. I went to you when I needed to sort my thoughts.

NOW look what you have done. Maybe it's because you have missed me but I do not find it appropriate to still find you on me when I return home in places I would rather not mention on my family blog. You cling to my baby like you want to take her away. Well, I have news for you- she's mine.

When I see you these days I bring: the stroller, towels, sunscreen, food for Belle, water for Belle, and everything but the kitchen sink. I have to use all my muscle to drag the wheels through the sand to park and realize Belle doesn't need food because half the beach is in her mouth.

I constantly worry about the water, sand, waves, sun and random people walking by. I am stressed out the entire time we are together. When the outing is over and I return home looking a hot mess. Can't find my little belt that goes with my cover up, Belle's little swimmer diapers leaking all over me, I really can smell the urine soaking everything we own, sand stuck to Belle is scratching me, do I still have my bathing suit on?, Belle's screaming cause she is tired and sandy, and the expression on my face for at least the next two days will be of utter dismay.

Will there ever be a day when our friendship will mend?

In the future I ask that you bring many smiles to Belle's face as she builds sand castles, digs holes, looks for shells, and (fingers crossed) falls asleep under the umbrella before eating lunch with her clean sand free hands.

I ask that you not cling so much. We will be back to visit but maybe not as often. I might be a little scared at the moment. You defeated me today after a short outing. I set my hopes a little high and thought I could manage solo with Belle but I was wrong.

Must go take another shower to get more sand off....

Tchau,
Sara