Frustration

Last night was one of those nights that just makes you want to smoke. A lot. Reece was really whiney - he is at that stage, and Nick just wasn't feeling well enough to do a lot to help me. By the time supper was over, all I wanted in this world was a cigarette. To make matters worse, Nick told me to go ahead and smoke one. Why do people not understand that you can't just smoke A cigarette. It becomes a pack, then 2, then you're hooked all over again. So, no, I didn't smoke. I wanted to, but all I kept thinking of was the beautiful blue eyes of my sweet little Reece watching me light up and learning that it's ok.