I knew I had to stop and tried patches but my mood was really antsy and I was constantly thinking about smoking, so I started again.
Then I was reading my DD a book called 'Why I Love My Mummy', and each page is a baby animal saying "I love my mummy because..." When I read the giraffe saying "I love my mummy because she smells nice" I just kind of went 'oh', and had a massive case of the guilts because DD didn't have a mummy that smells nice!
I went cold turkey and was thinking of it as my not having to do a bad thing anymore, rather than giving up a good thing.
Apart from the need for a Chuppa Chup in my mouth the first couple of days, it's been all good for 6 weeks.
Uh, my rambling point is, focussing on DD rather than me helped to make it almost easy.