I am 27 years old, married with a beautiful, intelligent 19 month old baby girl. Was married for the first time when I was 18 to a very controlling and mean person - it didn't last more than a couple of years.
I began smoking when I was 21 and met my husband - a smoker. Up until then I had never drank, smoked, tried anything illegal and I guess I kind of just went a bit crazy. Started drinking on weekends with all of my friends and smoking a pack a day plus.
I quit drinking after a night of too much that led to a shattered thumb with 3 screws to hold it together. And I quit smoking (the first time) three months after the shattered thumb incident when I found out that I was pregnant with our daughter. The first time I quit I went cold turkey and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't count days or hours or anything except for the countdown until Lily would be born.
About a week after Lily was born, my mom was over to visit (a smoker) and I remember thinking, "Just ONE won't hurt and I am so stressed out right now, and mom will definitely let me bum one." Well one did hurt, I was back to my pack a day habit in no time.
It's been around two years since my last quit, and this time I'm staying quit. I don't want my daughter losing time with me because "Mommy went outside to take a break" or being exposed to third hand smoke and all of the dangers that come along with it. My husband is quitting too. We each have 4 cigarettes left on our counter right now and that is it.
No more spending $200 a month on something that's killing us and taking money away from fun things we could do as a family instead of just him or me sneaking out of the house to feed our addiction.
The hardest part for me is that Grandma (whom Lily adores) has the weekend house - built in pool, hose without a meter, etc. This weekend is going to be very difficult for me - I don't want to change Lily's routing of going to visit and play at Grandma's with Mommy for a few hours on Saturday, but my mom smokes a lot and is very much an enabler. Her belief is "Why quit if you enjoy it? You only live once! You are stressed out with the baby and the puppy and work, smoking is your one bad habit...you'll quit eventually."
I may just take Lily to the mall and invite Grandma on neutral ground (since you can't smoke in a mall). And I can use some of the money I'm saving by not buying a carton on payday tomorrow to go buy some desperately needed summer clothes.
That's my recent life in a nutshell - sorry it's probably a little too much info but I'm not one to hide things. I've learned from my mistakes.
My Quit Date is Tomorrow, 7/18/13. I've been preparing with a quit coach and a ton of research online and I feel ready.
