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Mom tattoos

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When I was growing up in the 70's, the only people I ever saw with tattoos were on older men who had been in the military and carnival workers. Even in 1994, when my 1 year old son barged in on my sister, who was taking a shower, and saw her undisclosed tattoo of a flower on her hip and excitedly shared with the rest of the family, "Jojo! Flower! Butt!" having a tattoo still had an aura of taboo-ness about it.

However, earlier this fall while packed in a hot and airless gymnasium for a school event, a quick look around revealed that I was one of the very few un-inked moms in attendance. There were bear paws on cleavages, butterflies on ankles, curlicues on lower backs, and up-swept hair revealed exotic symbols on the back of necks. One mom even had a heartbreaking portrait of a baby's face along with a name and date on her bicep as a permanent memorial.

My not having body art has more do to with a lack of focus than an aversion to the practice as I have never been able to come up with a design I won't get tired of. A quick peek at the photo album was a good reminder of how quickly styles can change. My ratted and teased 80's hair (thankfully!) wasn't permanent, but a Boy Toy or Izod alligator tattoo would have been.

But perhaps I've been over thinking the process. Maybe I should consider a tattoo as merely a reminder of what my life at this point in life was like for when I become old and forgetful. Using that line of thinking, here's are some possible ink ideas:

  • A flaming soccer ball shaped like a skull with a gold tooth: because beside running everyone to games and practice, before all this hockey mom business, soccer moms ruled the world
  • A side view of a vehicle: the front half of my minivan slowly morphing into a really sweet sports car, because if that's not how it eventually works out, at least I can look at my arm and pretend
  • The words: "Old Faithful" above a picture of my crock pot
  • A pile of dirty laundry with "Lather, Rinse, Repeat"
  • A television with: "Mother's Little Helper"

After much deliberation, I decided I don't need to include my sons' names in a tattoo, as the stretch marks that remain from each of them seem to be here for keeps.

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