Cancer sticks
I haven't been a regular smoker for over 5 years, and the taste of cigarettes is just nasty to me unless I'm stressed out. Last night, I smoked a Camel Light, and it was awesome. (I was 3 miles away from both of my kids, no second hand smoke for them.)
Do I want another?
Kinda, but not really.
If I can get Matthew to stop whining and use a normal tone of voice, I'd be even better. We're working on that issue.
I'm also going to start making sure that Josie gets her food from a bottle at least once a day (I have a really good Medela pump).
It's the little things that keep you sane.
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