When Pigs Fly

I have exciting news that I never thought I would be saying. My mom is getting married! No date or plans, but there's a ring on her finger and we are thrilled! It's fun to see my mom happy and to have found someone who enjoys her. This could be turned into a longer story, but I just wanted to share the news. YAE MOM!!

Not So Phenomenal

It wasn't very nice of me to just die in the blog world. I'll try to be back. For now I'll leave you with a fun little story from a month or so back.
Maddi and Olivia were in the bath and Maddi tooted. Maddi giggled a bit and then admitted what she did. Then she suddenly shouted at Olivia, "Olivia! Don't drink the water! I tooted in it!"
The girls are so fun and sweet and honestly are the greatest joy in my life. But I often teeter between crying out of total abundance and "overfullness" of love for them and between this utter fear that I am going to ruin them for life and turn them into the complete opposite of what they are on their sweetest and best days. Ugh-parenthood.

Phenomenal

I found this the other day in a book of poetry by Maya Angelou. I was going to apologize for it being a bit racy, but that seems to do an injustice to the author. So, here it is for all girls out there to feel proud of who they are along with the men who love them. And God made woman...and said it was good!


Phenomenal Woman


Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Maya Angelou