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My default picture is me with my 3 children (ages 16, 17 & 19). They're all sweaty because it was a hot summer day and they had been running around the yard playing football and dunking their heads in the pool. Notice I am not sweaty. Guess why? I can't remember the last time I had the energy to run around and play with them. And I'm only 35. I am not as old as my body thinks I am.

I know what it's like to be pregnant, to nurture a little fetus and give birth to God's miracle. Morning sickness sucked. My body ached constantly. I still have the stretch marks. Labor was complete torture. But in the end, look what I did. I created life. I brought these 3 beautiful souls into the world, and all that discomfort that came along with it in the beginning is trivial compared to the outcome.

That is the closest thing I can compare quitting smoking to. My quit is like a precious little baby growing inside me. I can feel it getting stronger every day, but right now it needs my complete devotion. I will protect it with every fiber of my being. One day, I will look back at it just like I do to my children every day and be proud of what I created.