I was so excited to open up my copy of Parents magazine and find an article titled "So Long Cigarettes" this month. I usually don't admit to being a smoker. I don't want to deal with the stigma that follows being a mom who smokes. I don't want the lectures, advice, or horror stories I usually hear. I know it's bad for my health, I know it's disgusting, and I know I should quit. As much as I don't want it to define me, in a way it does.
For me, smoking is easy, it relieves stress, it gives me a much needed moment to myself (as we only smoke outside, and never around the little one), and it's routine. It truly is an addiction. And anyone who knows me will quickly realize I have a very addictive personality. When I do something, it quickly becomes a part of my life. Be it drinking coffee, saying a new phrase, blogging, or smoking. I let things consume my life far too easily.
However, I have finally decided to make a change. I am on day 4 of quitting, and it is going surprisingly well. I've tried before, going cold turkey, cutting back, getting support from my hubby (who also smokes). This time, we've decided to go all in together and were prescribed Chantix.
I have no urge to smoke. None. Nada. Zilch. The past few days I have still indulged in a few, mostly out of habit. But I've cut down to 2 or 3 a day, which is a drastic change for me. As I continue on this week, my goal is to find other ways to indulge myself. Be it a bubble bath, a good book, or a few extra minutes to hop on-line.
By the end of the week, and the last cigarette in the pack, hubby and I both plan to be done for good. We know this won't be an easy road, and there will be moments when we need some support from the other. But, it's something we both want to truly succeed at.
Wish me luck! And if you have any good advice or tips on ways I can sneak a few good minutes to myself, please leave them!