Ignore the mess up above. I’m trying out new headers and can’t figure out how to get it to fit in the dimensions. 😕
This week is Bella’s second of school, her first full week. This morning she was a bit of a mess going. I think the newness has worn off a little, it’s sunk in she is going to do this. Right now, although I hate seeing her upset, I know it’s an adjustment we have to give time to. Her teacher let me know at Back to School that Bella is welcome to call home anytime if she’s having a hard day – but so far I’ve not heard a peep – so I think once she gets to school she’s probably just fine.
We’re loving the routine and her school. It’s a smaller one, there’s a total of 10 kids in her class. She has a friend she’s known from Girl Scouts the past 3 years she really likes. Because they try to support more of a self learning, homeschool atmosphere, we’re included in many of her activities and homework. The shorter days are such a plus to it all.
On a different note, we celebrated Kaden’s 4th birthday on Saturday. Sam surprised me by ordering a cake for it. I wasn’t sure if either of us were up to doing anything and that day and the ones leading up to it are really, really hard on us both emotionally. But I was so glad he did that. It made it seem like we started a little tradition for him too, and I was proud we were able to do both the twin’s and his birthday this year.
After Char went to bed, I went to a tattoo shop down the road to get one I’d been planning for a while.
Let me stop here for a moment. If you’re one of those people who have left comments before that tattoos are “evil” or a “sin” – this is your sign. Exit out now, I have zero interest in those silly opinions. And honestly – what do you expect me to do? Gasp 😮 and realize I’m going to burn👏🏼 in👏🏼 hell👏🏼 now and try to have them removed? No. I have NO regrets about any of mine. And since I have 6 at this point, I figure if God really hates tattoos I’m pretty much screwed so why not keep getting them? (Also, He doesn’t) 👋🏼
I saved Kaden’s heartbeat years ago. It was sent by chance on the first draft of the study the HHV-6 Foundation and his cardiologist did on him. I kept it in my email thinking one day I’d want it and I’m so glad I did.
My tattoo artist is incredible. If you’re in El Paso and get the itch for a tattoo, visit the Blue Panda and ask for Armando Mena.
I wanted color this time as I have two with just a hint of color in them. I also wanted the “broken” part of his heartbeat on my arm. I had my dad write out his name, and then we put a bit of the normal heartbeat followed with his abnormal one.
I couldn’t love it more. Honestly.
There’s something so, so therapeutic about tattoos. Everything about it; the planning, the pain of getting one, the after care – it might sound weird unless you’ve had one done. Then you probably know. It’s like – because he’s not here to mother and love on, I can keep that part of me less lonely by doing this.