
Thank goodness none of my friends were smokers when I had babies.
It was bad enough taking my precious little ones out and about and having to deal with the stench of cigarettes at every turn, without worrying about the effect the smoke was having on them.
If I could have put those little paper masks on their faces I would have. Instead I learned not to use the main entrance to the local shops because that’s where all the smoker’s stood, and avoided other places I knew smokers were around.
Unfortunately I had a far more serious problem.
My dad was a smoker, and he thought nothing of smoking while my siblings and I visited with new babies. Even though he had taken to smoking outside, the smoke would waft into the house and we’d have to yell out, “Put it out Dad, the smoke’s coming inside.”
He would grizzle and grumble but eventually stub it out.
Still, his clothes stank! The smell of smoke clung to him. We were all very uncomfortable with him holding the babies when they were newborns and were incredibly relieved when he eventually quit.
Holly and Andrew ask, “Can you ask your smoker friends not to hold your baby?” Article continues…
It’s still a huge problem for new mums who are doing their best to protect their vulnerable babies from as many toxins and diseases as possible. And let’s face it, those people who do still smoke are a stubborn bunch. They get pretty defensive about their nasty habit.