Hoping For Peas: I've Been Tagged!

I was tagged by Jenni, so here goes!

My Heart

Here is what you need to do:

The rules: "With as much creativity as you can muster, show your heart in: a picture, a poem, a song (or piece of music), a phrase (or quote), an item of clothing, a place, and (just for fun) a Disney princess. If you want to join in, tag six more blogs!

A Picture:

This is one of my favorite pictures or my husband from our honeymoon. He'll probably kill me for posting it, but whatever. I love you babe! :)

A Poem:

Phenomenal Women by Maya Angelou

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.

A Song:

"Free to be Me" Francesca Battistelli

At twenty years of age
I'm still looking for a dream
A war is already waged for my destiny
But You've already won the battle
And You've got great plans for me
Though I can't always see, 'cause...
I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
And on my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me

When I was just a girl
I thought I had it figured out
See my life will turn out right
And I'll make it here somehow
But things don't always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt, 'cause...
I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
And on my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me

And you're free to be you
Sometimes I believe
That I can do anything
Yet other times I think
I've got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart and you tell me
That I've got all You seek
And it's easy to believe, even though...
I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
And on my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
And you're free to be you.

A Quote:

Jer 29:11 (NIV)

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

An Item of Clothing:

This has sort of a double meaning for me. Its my pair of Bloch Gauchos.

After years of dance, I still find that I am most comfortable in some sort of dancewear (or something dance appropriate). I love these pants because they remind me that even though I may not be able to do ballet, that doesn't mean I'm not a dancer.

Now that I'm pregnant, I literally LIVE in these things. You know how your wardrobe is such a vital part of who you are? You have your favorite things. Your stand by pair of jeans that just fit so perfectly, that t-shirt you wear AT LEAST once a week cause you love it so much. Well, none of these things fit me now. While I am thrilled to be pregnant, and I can't wait (although I will, at least 10-12 more weeks!) until Webster gets here, my body is different. It's kinda like its not mine. So I can no longer wear the key pieces that make my wardrobe mine. Except my Bloch Gauchos. They are helping to remind me of me.

A Place:

This is another one from our honeymoon. Grand Cayman Island. I want to go back. This was the most beautiful beach I have ever been on in my life.

A Disney Princess:

I'm not a Disney fan. So I don't really identify with any of the Disney Princesses. But, since I have to pick, I choose Meg. She didn't simper at anyone.