Beached Whale

So the long awaited discussion came recently that I was avoiding...telling Claire that we were not going to the beach this summer. You see, Claire is OBSESSED with the beach. We took her for the first time last year to Gulf Shores and she had the time of her life. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that very few days go by when she does not ask "How much longer until we go to the beach?" or "Mama, wasn't the beach so much fun, I LOVE THE BEACH!". We had planned to make it an annual event with all of the family every summer. We had even booked our beach house and everything for this year...then I had the pregnancy complications and Dr. Hannah asked that I stay close until Bree is born to be safe. So after, me trying to convince the family to go without me or at least take Claire, we cancelled the trip, looking forward to next year when we have a chubby little 11 month old sweetie to take with us too=).


So, here is how the convo went :

Claire: "Mama, how many more days until we go to the beach?"
Mama: "Well, there is going to be many more days, we are not going this year."
Claire, tearing up: "Why?"
Mama: "Because I am pregnant with your little sister and the Dr. does not want me to go to the beach."
Claire: "Because you will be too fat to get in a swimsuit?"


I choked on my Diet Coke, tried to explain to her the real reasons, but I think she was set on the bathing suit issues. =) Oh well, at least now she is accepting the plan for next year.