Smokers Help Line

The day had arrived – April 2015… I finally got the courage to reach out for help. I won’t lie, it was hard to pick up my phone and search http://www.smokershelpline.ca. I am not sure why, but maybe it was difficult because I had to face the truth….. I was a smoker and needed help. Maybe, I was trying to convince myself otherwise but I am a mother, and I need to be a good role model. Being a good role model starts with facing the facts. I want to live to see my children grow so I had to be a mature adult and face reality.

Alright…so I am logged on to the website. Continue reading

A Letter To The Younger Me

Dear little Lucy,

Hey there sweety, you are such a smart girl. I know right now you are feeling like you are so unpopular, not pretty and not smart. I am writing this letter to you to let you know that you ARE beautiful and smart and you will be popular.

Right now you are feeling like your sister is a lot “cooler” than you, prettier than you and smarter than you. I just want to let you know, that she is those things but you are too. You don’t need to compare yourself to anyone. You are a great girl, and you will go far in this world. But you need to know that soon your friends will bug you about doing something that you are not comfortable with. I beg you to not give in. Continue reading

Identity and Being Part of a Club

With my due date around the corner, this will probably be my last post as a pregnant woman. I’ve just become used to being a part of this club and have really loved the experience of being pregnant, connecting with other moms and their experiences, the knowing looks and even the advice from random strangers in the street. Thinking about the next club I will be a part of, the mom club, has got me thinking about identity and how our circumstances and shared experiences with peers shape that identity. I once heard it said that the world of adults is separated by those who have kids and those who don’t, and I have certainly never crossed such a huge threshold before in my life as the one I am about to cross—from child to parent. Continue reading

I am happier as an ex-smoker.

While reading this article: Compared with Smokers, Former Smokers More Satisfied with Their Health, I was thinking about my life in comparison to what they were writing.

My smoking status: Quit just over one year ago.

My quality of life:
*Health: I believe that although I have struggled with my weight a bit through quitting smoking, I am overall a healthier person since I quit smoking. My lungs feel better, my mind feels better. Mentally I feel stronger than I ever have as well.

*Work: Although right now I do not work, I find that I enjoy going for walks more with my daughter, or to the park. I don’t feel awkward going to the playground and being a parent who has to walk away to have a smoke. Quitting smoking also motivated me to go to back to school and further my education. Continue reading

Dear Ashtray…

Dear Ashtray,

You were first bought for me in 1994 when I was 16 yrs old. A beautiful grey and white circular marble with Japanese writing and the letter “M” engraved on the bottom. You were a gift from my mother. Who, back then, had quit smoking for 16 yrs. She would eventually make it to 20 yrs and then due to all life’s stressors, the sudden death of her brother, a mid-life crisis, a new relationship, and falling ill herself, she took up the terrible habit of smoking again! Continue reading

Once Upon a Time Ruma Quit Smoking… is it THE END?

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Ruma. She was a smoker and knew smoking was bad for her health and the health of her future pregnancies and children. In 2014 Ruma found out she was pregnant and quit smoking cold turkey. As the nicotine detoxified from her body, she gained many health benefits. Her senses returned, and she was feeling an increase in energy and motivation. She felt secure that she was giving her baby a healthy environment to grow. Ruma had a healthy baby boy and they lived smoke free happily ever after….THE END.

WAIT…the above story is fictional. Continue reading

A Letter To My Children

Dear Girls,

Hello my darlings, let me start off by saying I love you all very much. You three are the reasons I get up each day and the reason for my continuous smile. I am writing you this letter not only to let you know how much you all mean to me, but also how I feel about smoking.

I have never denied that smoking is a bad thing to do; even when I was younger I knew it was wrong. But now that I’m older and I see how you all feel when daddy and I smoke it hurts my heart. And I wish that I never started. But now that I have my three beautiful princesses asking me to stop and seeing you cry when I put playing on hold to have a cigarette, makes me know I need to change my ways. Continue reading