I was always told when I was younger that if I got a tattoo, it had to be something that had a meaning to me personally and something I could live with every day. So a lot of thought always went into them before I got them. Now that I’m older, my first one isn’t my exact favorite but looking at it now it kind of created its own meaning and I manifested my own destiny without knowing it.
I got my first tattoo at age 18 one night after work. I had turned 18 about a month prior and I was dying to get my first one. I’m scared of needles so this was going to be a hilarious event. I wasn’t sure what I was gonna get but I knew it was going to be small to start out. On a whim, I chose 3 stars. No real special meaning but I did it because I could. I got 2 pink stars and a green one. I’ve come to have a love/hate relationship with this tattoo. Simply because I got it during a time in my life where I should’ve walked away from the relationship I was in that was crumbling apart and also because it is just not what I would want my first tattoo to be now that I’m older. But, like I said before it kinda took on its own meaning and when I think about it, I got 3 stars and I have 3 kids. The first and last stars are pink while the middle is green, I have 2 girls and a boy….in that order. So in a way, I manifested my destiny of being a mom.
My second tattoo was done at age 19 and I got it at a time in my life when I was trying to believe in myself and that I could walk away from said relationship for good. Let me just say, it hurt like a mother. The top of the foot is nothing and boy did I wanna scream out loud. I had bit by the tattoo bug though so I trucked on and left with something J always will look at and know that I did it. I walked away.
My next tattoo is a little different than my others as it is Adylee’s name on my side. Yes, I have the typical infinity symbol. I got it at 21 after having Adylee and I plan to add Giovanni and Gracelyn somewhere else too. This tattoo is hard to get a good photo of and you can only see if I want you to. It’s a special one though because it’s my baby’s name. The one who made me a mama.
My last tattoo I got a few years ago and I wrote that story a few posts down. It’s one of my most special ones and I wouldn’t change when and why I got it for anything in this world. I’ve learned to live by it that’s for sure. Surprisingly, this one didn’t hurt as bad as any of the others! I didn’t even know the tattoo guy was done!!
I have plans to get more for sure! We plan to take a family trip to California this summer and I’m definitely going to get one while I’m out there as my husband says there is nothing like west coast tattoo artists.
Do you have any tattoos? If so, how many?