While swimming is just a single word for some, it is a full-on panic attack for others. My first thought when I hear the word swimming is, “What am I going to wear?” Do I have anything that fits?
So, I took the plunge, bought a mom suit, and embarked on a journey to the SPAR water park…a very crowded public place.
As I was applying sunscreen to my one shade darker than transparent fair skin, I realized I couldn’t get my back. I asked a mom near me if she could spray my back for me.
My only focus was having fun with my daughter. Getting sunburned was not even a concern at the time. The sun didn’t stand a chance against my 110 SPF spray sunscreen.
3 hours later, I noticed my back felt a little burnt. By the time we got home, I felt like my back was on fire.
I slowly and painfully removed my shirt to see how bad my back really was. It was bad. Really bad.
I had not stressed to that kind stranger the importance of covering my very pale back thoroughly. I also missed a large section on the back of one of my arms while I was applying sunscreen.
Now I have been sunburned in the past, but this time was different.
My husband and all 3 of my kids took shifts applying aloe to my back. They even used shaving cream with aloe in it at one point. I took several cold baths and applied ice packs to these 2 particular spots.
Nothing was working. I broke down and went to Urgent Care to see what was going on. Turns out, I had 2nd-degree burns on my back.
I think I may have been coming in too hot with the Bringing Sexy Back theme. I have now bought a 2nd swimsuit. I will wear the original mom suit for swimming inside and the 2nd swimsuit for outside swimming.
The devil is real guys, but I refuse to let him steal my joy. This time I need to remind myself that I have got this. I am awesome and do a self-high five.