Day 3 and still going

So it's day 3 and i've woken up after successfully not drinking. I feel proud of myself as my aunty and mum arrived yesterday armed with bottles of wine for the 5pm snacks and vino time that often takes place here at the beach. I looked at mum and told her i wasn't drinking. She looked a little stunned and disappointed and made the comment. "Really?" Bugger i was looking forward to a drink tonight.." i responded with " that's fine, you still can but i am sick of being a lush and hoing to give up for atleast a 100 days". I felt a bit nervous saying it out loud. Not going into too much detail i gave a brief overview of a few positive reasons why i was not drinking and both said "good om you girl". Now the funny thing with this situation as that mum has often discussed my drinking habits and how i need to get a grip of it. As has my dad, my aunty also has issues with booze. To be fair my whole family have always been massive boozers. I grew up where booze was always around social occassions always included it. I know my Dad has struggled with it, a fit highly motivated man who works his arse off but ended the day with half a dozen beers if not more every day of his life.... he has talked to me about at times where he's been worried about me after one of my shockers. In fact Dsd managed to go cold turkey when he started developing health issues (apparently un related to drinking too much... but mum and I have always thought there was a link and Dad was too embarrassed to admit it.) So it's pretty obvious to me i come from stocks of alcohol dependent people. Time to bresk free amd break the cycle. I DO NOT WANT MY BEAUTIFUL INNOCENT CHILDREN TO BE GOING THROUGH THIS IN THEIR LIFETIME! So today that is my motivation to not give up and give in! However its not today or tomorrow I'm worried about. It's the social occassions, invites for catch ups over wines, all the situations that involve other people keen to have a few drinks and their reaction when i say no thanks... its the busy full on working when hubbies nowhere to be seen and i walk in the door unpack the kids, start dinner do homework, plan for the next day. All those hardcore busy jobs where id kill for a wine to make it more enjoyable.... that my friends is where my very rubbery arm will be tested and tried to be twisted.