I’ve spent some time away from this blog. I’ve been journaling a bit lately, but that’s it. There’s lots of stuff going on, but at the same time I feel like I don’t have anything to write, and I don’t want to put stuff out there unless it means something – at least to me.
So summer is here. Beach and pool season is upon us. Time ticks on…it literally seems like yesterday that it was Christmas, and a week ago that my son started school. Now we’re into July, his first year of school is over, and he’ll be entering Senior Kindergarten in September. Full days, every day. It’ll be a big adjustment for him, and for us. I think we’ll all do fine though.
Summer is my official favourite time of year. I always used to say that Fall was my favourite season, and it is definitely up there, but in the last few years, my family and I have started frequenting the beach, and I have to say – summer has stolen my heart.
The beach never used to be a big deal for me. I hated the sand caught in everything, the having to walk and carry everything from your car parked a mile away down to the water, the semi-clean lake, the buff bikini bods prancing around everywhere making you wish you had brought more towels to cover yourself with. Also, most of the beaches we went to got deep fairly quick so I spent the majority of the time listening to my mother shout: “Bring it in Danielle! A little closer to shore!!” I’m quite a strong swimmer, but she is not, so it definitely worried her when I was too far out of her reach. Even as I got older.
All that has changed in the last couple of years. Nicholas was born in May, so honestly, he didn’t get out into the pool too much during his first year. Since you’re not supposed to put sunscreen on kids less than 6 months old, I spent the majority of that first summer in the shade, making sure his sensitive baby skin wasn’t overexposed to the suns rays. His second summer was a little better, we spent some time in my parents’ pool, but again, he was so little, that the majority of the time in the water was spent with me holding him and the rest of the time was spent with me worrying that he would fall in the water. Very nerve wracking. I was identifying with my Mother and how worried she always was about me.
The last couple of years though, we have discovered the beach. One Saturday we just packed up the car, and took a drive out to Kettle Point to spend the day. Now let me tell you a little about Kettle Point that makes it perfect, and how it gets past some of the crappy beach stuff that I listed above. First of all – the sand thing – well, it’s a beach, so there’s no really getting rid of that. But it’s harder packed sand, so it does cut down a bit on the sand getting into everything.
Another nice thing about this beach is that you drive right up to the water. A totally new concept for me, you just simply drive your vehicle across the sand, and up to the water. Pop open your trunk or hatch filled with all your beach stuff, and badda bing, badda boom, you’re done! No carting all your stuff for miles before you get to the water. It’s great. It’s also filled with lots of families, not just the young, buff, “look at me” crowd.
The best thing though, and the reason why I love to take my son there, is that it stays shallow forever. There is no sudden drop, and you can walk out quite a while before the water even hits your waist. This is awesome for kids, and I can sit comfortably by the water’s edge and let my son play (luckily he doesn’t venture too far on his own yet) without worrying that he is going to fall into the pool. I still make him wear his PFD and I along with whoever is with me watch him like a hawk, but he is perfectly content to play in the shallow water and play with the waves as they come in.
The beach has become a source of great joy for me and for my family. I can literally sit for hours in the non-humid climate, letting the breeze hit me and soak up vitamin D. The sound of the water is so soothing for me, it is truly my happy place. Last year I took a vacation day from work, and I spent the entire afternoon at Kettle Point, all by myself. I sat and read, listened to music, watched the water, swam a bit, probably nodded off a bit. It was awesome for me and I totally plan to do it again this year.
We’ve made it to the beach once so far this year, and have several plans to go again. Nothing beats that first breath of air that hits you when you first step out of the car onto the sand.
Do you love summer? Are you a beach or pool person? Or would you rather be snowshoeing? Please feel free to hit up the comments.
Have a great summer – and don’t forget your sunscreen. The sun is awesome, but we must respect it the same way we do the water.