I love the tiny feet of my daughters - they're soft, round and perfect. Those little feet have so far to go, so many kilometers to travel. As individuals, our girls have such amazing adventures to embark on and I will do my best to never hold them back, remembering always that their lives and loves are their own to discover. I will guide them as best as I can, I will love them with all of my heart and I will encourage them to be the people they want to be.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Tattoo time

The time has come...

Somewhere between E and J, I became quite taken with the idea of a tattoo, and I promised myself that after J was born I would go ahead and do it. Initially it was my fear of all things bloody and needle-like that put me off. After all, I am notorious for the times I've come close to passing out after having a blood test. I can't remember how old I was when it happened but I had to go to the.....ok, I'm not actually going to go into this right now.....

 Tattoo time. Cheerio.

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