30 something (30 is the new and improved 20), *LOL*

Hey ladies and gents, it's ya giirrrrrllllll...Untouched Jewel in the building!

Oh man when I tell ya I feel renewed when I turned 30, I wasn't kidding. Now, I'm not saying that I feel like I'm 18 physically, because I really am not (lol), but one thing is for certain I declare that this decade will bring me far more happiness, peace and wonderful memories than my last. Ladies and gents, I gotta hand it to ya, my 20's were a mess. I wish I could say that it was great, but it wasn't. The one two things I could say were the best thing that happened to me in my 20's were my precious children. My boys are the light of my life, and it wouldn't be the same if they weren't in it. After I became pregnant at 18 and had my first child at 19, a whole lot changed and there was far more growing up and responsibility that had to take place quickly. And I can look back almost 11 years later and honestly say that I have truly changed as a person.

Since turning 30 last Monday (July 5th), I made one drastic change with me physically...I GOT MY FIRST TATTOO. I'm sure to a lot of people that may seem juvenile for a 30 year old woman to get her first tattoo when she could have gotten it when she was younger, but I don't care. That was my milestone to myself. I love me and I love my body, and if I want to add a little something to it, then by all means, I'm gonna do it. I had been thinking about getting a tattoo for a very long time, but I always had this staunch attitude about getting it and how much it would hurt. Once I finally swallowed my pride and went ahead with the process, I was super geeked. Hey, I figured if it didn't hurt as much as two cesarean sections from childbirth, what's a tattoo, right?! ROTFL.

Anywho, I won't lie, having a tattoo leaves me feeling some kind of way about it seeing as though I've never marked up my body before. But what's done is done and there's no turning back from it. I love it and I love me, wholeheartedly. Sure my past wasn't squeaky clean, but none-the-less I'm a woman, whom happens to be human. I've loved, I've lost, I've gained, and yet I'm still standing. At some point I feel like my swagger is on ten billion and I'm loving it. Now, it is a matter of me coming out of my shy cocoon and becoming the beautiful butterfly I have been destined to be.

Until Next Post,
Peace and Blessings,
Untouched Jewel
XOXO