Two Days Down, the Rest of My Life to Go

I know that you all will become weary of hearing me complain, whine and ramble about the quest I am on. So, I will just include this picture in each day's post if I am still smoke-free, and leave it at that. I will say one thing though, yesterday was far better than the first day.



These are old pictures, but I think they capture my current state of mind (and probably appearance as well) perfectly.

Sculptors

My artistic, loving children sent me a message today using Playdoh.

I'm not sure what Taylor made for me (please don't tell her!) but she wanted to pose just like her brother and sister.

The most dedicated artist of them all, Madison was feeling slightly woozy from eating too much Playdoh sculpting a masterpiece.

Yep, still on it. Yesterday I hung on by the skin of my teeth. At about 3:30 pm, I loaded Taylor and Maddie into the car and drove to the Chevron. I went in, stood in line for about 30 seconds, then turned around and walked out. Back home we went. Yep, still on it.

Update

Last cigarette was yesterday at about 5 pm. These lozenges are not at all what I expected, they are not like cough drops. They take 30 minutes+ to dissolve, and I usually have to spit it out before it's even gone because they are not pleasant. But I'm still trucking along, as is Corey. The hardest thing for me is that when I smoked, I would go on the back porch with my book and have a 10 minute break. So it is not just the nicotine I am struggling with (hence the reason why the lozenge isn't making this easy), I also miss the "escape" into another world for a few minutes. I'm still on the wagon....

Big Announcement

Two $1 plastic bucket/shovel combos from HEB=Great fun for the girls and 30 minutes of peace and quiet for me.

But that's not the big announcement. Drumroll please..............I am going to quit try my hardest to quit smoking. The reason I say it like that is, well, I've tried before. I quit with each of my pregnancies but then picked it back up like the bad habit it is. I'll admit that I even tried quitting with the gum (when no pregnancy was involved), and after buying a $50 box of gum, started again within 2 days. I have a brand new box of lozenges, sitting on the kitchen counter, staring at me. There is a major difference this time, however, that I am hoping will finally turn the tide. My husband is quitting with me. Being the strong man that he is (read: unwilling to admit to weakness and/or being addicted), he is going cold turkey with no nicotine replacement therapy. We also have another friend, his helper at work, who is joining what we have coined "the quitting party". The only reason I am spilling this secret here, where family reads, is because I am hoping accountability will increase our chances of success. We need every bit of motivation we can get, and anything that will tip the scale in our favor. If I have to admit to loved ones that I am smoking again, maybe that will get me through the moments when I just want to give up and light up.

What's in the water around here?

This was Maddie' hair a mere 4 months ago.

This is Maddie's hair today.

Beating the Heat

You gotta love Sonic Happy Hour!