Today was a huge day for Hazel and I. First of all, tonight was the first night of her life that I didn't nurse her right before she fell asleep. She did amazingly well (we have been training for this night for about two weeks, also). I was a little bummed about it, though. Also, and maybe subconsciously to commemorate the event, I got a new tattoo.
Excuse the chipped nail polish, ink splatters, and the already insane puffiness. Way back, before I was pregnant or married, even, I knew I would one day get another tattoo, and that it would be about being a mother. Sometimes I think about these things and kind of don't mention them out loud, ever, so I think this came out of nowhere for everyone, but I've been marinating on it for quite some time. For some reason today it just clicked, and I decided now was the time. I really love it, even though it HURT like bananas.