I haven't smoked since I found out I was pregnant, in June 2011. I swiped a cigarette from SOs pack a few days ago. I hid it in my purse (really silly of me to steal it from him...he would have given me one if I asked...). I smoked it on our back porch when I let the dog out to go to the bathroom after I put the baby to bed (SO works nights, he wasn't home).
I thought it would taste awful, and I would quit halfway through, but the truth is it tasted great and I smoked it down to the filter.
That's my confession. Nothing juicy...I feel guilty. I don't want to be a smoker again...I wish I hadn't done it. That old adage "One is too many, a thousand is never enough" keeps playing in my head.
on Jan. 5, 2013 at 11:40 PM