A tattoo saga

When I was a teen we got the Wireless and Signals catalogs from public radio and public television. I loved poring over them (still do) though I've never bought anything. They have the neatest variety of stuff. They used to carry a celtic heart knot pendant that I particularly admired.

At some point in my college years I started planning a tattoo based on that design. I cut out the picture and saved it. When Aden was a baby I took the picture to two tattoo artists and was told that it wouldn't work in the size and location I wanted. Three years ago when my sister was dating a tattoo artist I picked his brain about it and he said he could do it. Derek and I made plans to get tattoos together in February 2007 but then I found out I was pregnant. He went and got a beautiful wedding ring design while I watched (green with both envy and morning sickness LOL).

Another year passed and it returned to the forefront of my mind. I couldn't find the design any more so I began sketching it until it was just right. Then I had second thoughts about the location (despite 10+ years of being certain) and spent another year debating alternate spots. Finally I decided on my original location because I simply couldn't imagine it anywhere else. Then I spent a few weeks deciding between color and black & white. Another few weeks procrastinating about making the appointment.

Sheesh, get the damn thing already, right?

I finally did it on Monday!

I absolutely love it! :D

Also, happily, it did not hurt much at all. More so near the ankle bone, achille's tendon, and bottom. Just when it would get so irritating I almost couldn't stand it, he'd stop to wipe it off or get more ink. It reminded me of the breaks you get in labor between contractions LOL.