It is permanent you know!

On Saturday I did something my younger self would never imagined I would ever do.  I got a tattoo.

Jessica gave a friend a voucher for her 20th birthday and the friend changed her mind understandably.  It is a very big decision and it should not be entered into lightly. I remember being in big trouble with my dad if I even dared to write on my skin as a child.  

Moriah-Jane and Jessica have taught me so much on their own tattoo journeys. 

Jess started working on me at the start of the year.  She was convinced I needed to get a tattoo.  I was convinced I would never.  However, the pressure of her well earned money going to waste and the no refund policy of the parlour and Holger seemingly being ok with it.  I started thinking more seriously about it...

If I was ever going to get a tattoo it had to have a lot of significance... pretty much like my daughters tattoos do for them...

I decided it had to be a mama duck and it had to be on my ankle.  I also did not want to have 7 ducks on my ankle... ouch.  Representing all my children, I mean after all I have so many children in my heart how would I represent each of them?

If you look carefully you will see a M, J and a D in the design.  M did not come out as clear as hoped, but... Daniel taught me my very first lessons of following the child and what a delight that can be.  Chasing wonder if a thing I am learning to do.  I mean the older I get I realise there is so much to unlearn.  Unless we become like little children... 

As a melancholic personality who can get in the doldrums quite easily as I get older, I want a physical reminder on my body that cant be stolen from me that I need to keep looking forward and remembering why I do what I do and am who I am.

I love my tattoo!