Beach life – First day trip in 3 months
Life’s a beach
It was about 9.30 in the morning, the sun was shining but I was feeling rather low and tired. I was still in bed with no intention of moving for a while. In bounded my wife and two children all excited, shouting and screaming about going to the beach.
How lovely for them, they were going to get out in the sun and enjoy themselves. All while I was stuck at home, again….
They were all getting ready. Sun tan lotion on, shorts and t-shirt on and everyone’s sunglasses looked out. As well as the million other things you need to take two children under 3 to as beach.
They were just about ready and Alba came through to me still lying in bed and asked.
“Daddy, you want to come to the beach too?”
It was the sweetest thing, she really wanted me to be able to come with them. Initially I just told her no and explained that I was too sore and wouldn’t manage. But I started thinking. What if I just got out the house for a little while? I wouldn’t need to do anything. I could just lie on my sun lounger and enjoy the sun, the fresh air and spend some time with my family.
My thoughts were drawing me to my last post about being positive. So I changed my mind and decided I would go. I got up and got ready. Didn’t need to do much, wash and throw on some clothes and I was set.
At the beach
So after getting ready I went out to the car, my unbelievable wife, packed everything we needed. Two kids – check. Rucksack with all the essentials – check. Baby carrier – check. Sun lounger for me – check. Extra bag for all my meds and snacks – check. We were finally ready to go!
The beach is only a 15 minute drive from our house and as it was a lovely sunny day so we knew the beach would be busy. We arrived and sure enough it was packed and no spaces anywhere close to the beach. I was dropped off close to the
beach so I didn’t have to walk too far. They soon joined me down on the sand. I lay there enjoying the sun, fresh air and the sand blowing in the wind – all over me. I choose the wrong spot. Every move by anyone close by and we got a mouthful of sand. It didn’t deter my spirits one bit. I was just so happy to be out and spending time with my family.
We set up our area on the sand. Mat out, snacks and drinks out then the bucket and spade for Alba to build her sand castle. She built her castle then she was off enjoying herself while Arran sat near me eating some finger foods and a lot of sand. Sand isn’t harmful to eat right…
It was so warm, windy but glorious. I didn’t need to move so for me it was peaceful. For mum chasing after Alba and watching Arran I’m sure it was anything but peaceful. I could see Alba and mum playing down by the water, running in and out as the waves came in. I wanted to join them but for today just being there was enough.
After about an hour playing Alba needed the toilet. Excellent, gave us the perfect opportunity to go for a little walk to the ice cream shop.
Ice creams all round
By this time I was getting rather worn out. So the walk was hard work. Thankfully it’s only a very short walk to the ice cream shop. I had a seat to rest while Alba had her toilet break. The view was incredible, looking out to the sea with all the hustle and bustle down on the sand. Check out my Instagram for some of the stunning pictures.
A few minutes later they were back and it was ice cream time. The aptly named Smugglers Cone has a fantastic reputation but this was my first try. Alba going for her favourite, chocolate cone with sprinkles. Mummy decided to have a tablet flavoured ice cream cone. While I went for mint choc chip with all the extras at no extra cost. This was a cone and a half. Wow…this is the life.
We grabbed a seat to eat our ice creams, which were melting faster than we could eat them. So we very quickly shovelled our ice creams down our throats. All while helping Alba lick all the drippy bits before they dripped down her hand. She’s very much like her Dad, not that keen on mess.
With ice creams finished and all the kids getting sleepy, including me, we decided to head home. We’d only been out for an hour and a bit, but that was plenty for us.
Thankfully we’d already packed up so we were ready to go. I couldn’t walk so Ruth and the children went to get the car. Ten minutes later, thankfully they appeared. By now I was ready to go. I jumped in the car and we headed home. Both kids were sleeping within two minutes. Fresh air always does that to children.
We soon arrived home and not only had the fresh air made the kids tired, it had knocked me for six too. So I went for a lie down and passed out for 3 hours. I was exhausted and very sore from doing too much.
I won’t be making a habit of going out on trips while I’m feeling this ill. However, today it was exactly what I needed and I’m so glad I made the effort to get out. For me, it was the perfect few hours and in years to come I’ll remember today as a happy day instead of one where I was too ill and stayed at home.
Thanks for reading
This real life Dad xx