It's been a busy time. We're leaving Monday morning for our 25 day trip back to the states. I'm really excited. I haven't been home in a year and it makes it all the more special this year being pregnant. The morning after we arrive, I have an appointment with an OB Doctor out there. I'm hoping to get an ultrasound while I'm there so we can find out the sex of the baby. I've invited my Mom to come with us thinking it would be nice for her to experience (considering she's missing so much with me so far away). Now, my sister has asked if she can come. It's turning into quite the event! I'm going to be so embarrassed having so many people come with me for a routine Doctor's appointment, but I didn't want to say no. I only hope that my brother and step father don't ask to tag along as well! Those who know me, know that my family isn't always so supportive so, I'm going to take advantage of the enthusiasm while it's there because you never know when it might change!
I quit smoking when I moved to the UK, mainly because I promised my husband I would. I did it for him, but not because I wanted to. I enjoyed smoking. I missed it, but quit successfully for many years until I went through a stressful time and started again. My relapse lasted over a year. The whole time, I was ashamed of myself. I hated the smell. I hated how I felt, I hated the health risks and I hated my lack of willpower. I've known a few people who have tried e-cigarettes. I was a skeptic. I thought it was going from one habit to another. The people I knew that tried it, always had it and were constantly sucking on it. It seemed to me they were more addicted to it then they were cigarettes. I don't know any smokers that constantly had a cigarette in their hand. Then in January, I saw a piece about it on the BBC News. I watched with interest thinking they were going to say that they have found it to be harmful. What they said was quite the o