I’ve posted about this once before… when I got my first tattoo about 2 1/2 years ago. I’m a punk rock kid at heart. I had my hair dyed orange and twisted up in spikes into my 20’s. I had 4 piercings until I had to take them out for culinary school and subsequent jobs. Why do I tell you this? Because I’ve always wanted a tattoo. But I didn’t want to go all ADHD and get something that I would regret. So I made a rule for myself: I wouldn’t get one until I had something that I loved and still loved it 5 years later. When my son was born I realized he was it. But it took me 5 years to really decide exactly what I wanted and to come up with a design that suited his personality, and then a bit longer to find the right artist.