Hello all,
I haven't posted in a while, about books or otherwise, but it's been because I'm at a weird place in my life right now. I work 40 hours a week at a job that I love and hate, my husband and I have rough patches just about every other day, my almost-2 year old is so keen to make sure that his "terrible two's" is more terrible than anyone else's, and we just got a roommate.
To top it all off, we found out two weeks ago that we're going to be expanding the family by (hopefully only) 1. So, I'm really still just in this phase where I know I'm pregnant but it doesn't really feel real so I don't feel like eating right or exercising right, etc. But, I did do one really huge thing: I quit smoking!! I found out on Tuesday January 17th that I was pregnant, and I quit smoking on Saturday January 21st. When I had my first child, it took me weeks to quit. This time, not even a week!! I'm so stinking proud of myself that I had to tell someone. The problem is that we kept our smoking a bit of a secret. No one knows that we smoked, so it's kind of impossible to get on facebook or something and holler, "I QUIT! WHOO HOOO!" So, I've only gotten to share it with my closest family and friends who did know (aka one of our friends who also smokes, my husband, and my parents who don't give a shit).
The saddest part about it is that reading is something I did while smoking, and now it's kind of hard to pick up a book and want to read it without the cigarette in hand, so it's really cutting down on my reading. And that's sad.
So anyway, I had to tell someone. And that someone is you.
