My single 2011 resolution

I decided in January that I would have one New Year's resolution this year. I did okay on last year's list.

1. Change my e-mail address.
2. Change my drivers license.
3. Change my passport.
4. Change my CCs. 
5. Lose the wedding weight. (Note: only half)
6. Write a few songs.
7. Write a children's book. (Note: currently in progress)
   
8. Budget consistently. (Note: Mr. Woo decided to take over for 2010)
9. Vacation frequently yet while being budget savvy.
   
10. Get pregnant (and glow). (Note: hehe)

It says: WORLD'S GREATEST HUSBAND.

So for 2011, I'm only going to have one resolution to focus on: Be nice to Husband. Alright, so that's very general, but I want to be an encouragement to him - to build up (not tear down), to pray for (not neglect), to ask, "How can I help you today?" (not be selfish and so needy), treat him like a king (not just any other man)!

One of my favorite dead people, Charles Spurgeon, said, "No man can do me a truer kindness in this world than to pray for me." So I'm going to start with praying for him more. I want to be his support system, his cheerleader. All the while, remembering that I submit to my husband as a way to submit to the Lord's call and design. I'll have to start with making sure that I'm doing well spiritually so as to not be a burden.

"O Lord God of heaven,

The great and awesome God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love Him and keep His commandments, let Your ear be attentive and Your eyes open, to hear the prayer of Your servant that I now pray before You day and night for my husband. Grant him continual patience and forbearance to live with me, a wicked wife. For I have sinned against You; I have acted very corruptly against You by forsaking my duty to help my husband lead our home in righteousness and the fear of You; I have not kept Your commandments, Your statutes, or the rules that You command Your servant Moses.

Give him boldness and wisdom to rebuke and exhort me when I am unfaithful to Your Word, when I neglect prayer, fail to redeem the time, speak carelessly, walk foolishly, fail to hope in You, seek great things for myself, become anxious about tomorrow. Do not let him cease praying for me when I am beset with the fear of man, the cares of the world, or the love of money. May he never lose confidence that, in spite of my many iniquities and shortcomings, I am Your servant whom You have redeemed by Your great power and by Your strong hand.

O Lord, let Your ear be attentive to the prayer of Your servant, and to the prayers of my husband who delights to hear Your name, and give success to him today, and grant him mercy (Nehemiah 1)."

(excerpt taken from Prayers of an Excellent Wife: Intercession For Him)

Two, four, six, eight! Who do I appreciate? POOKI!!!

Pooki, you're the best! (heart)
 

Can't fight this feeling anymore

We came back from visiting Mr. Woo's family the evening of Christmas day, so we didn't open gifts until December 26th (well, I did receive part of my gift early), which was fine. We didn't want to lug our gifts on top of all of the gifts for family.

So we had a little merry time of opening gifts and telling the stories that went with each thought-induced gift. My gifts, apparently, were still on the way. Later I learned (the way I wasn't supposed to) that my generous hubby bought me a few lovelies from the wishlist I had compiled.

Oh, wait. Before all of this had happened. We did get one special gift in the morning.

Merry Christmas to us! Mr. Woo was very happy. I didn't know what to think. You're sure you'll know how you're going to react to something you've been wanting since your childhood (are you really surprised?) - until it happens. Then a whole mess of thoughts flood your mind. I think part of it was the whole thing sneaking up on me.

About a week prior, I decided to take a test. This time around I had a little problem: I had peed everything out but the test strip didn't get wet at all. I'm not sure why, but I announced this to Mr. Woo, who then suggested that I dunk the strip in the toilet bowl. This should have been my cue to say, "Husband, that's a great idea, however, I don't think that's how these tests work." Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and dipped the thing in the water. Of course, it came back negative. So off I went thinking I couldn't be preggers.

The morning after we returned from our trip I still wasn't feeling well, a constant carsick feeling, so Mr. Woo suggested I take another test. So I sit on the porcelain throne and proceed to say, "But I took one last week, and it said I'm not." Just as I was lifting it up to show him and prove my point, I was silenced. He then asked which mark would indicate a positive result because before I could utter the words "a plus sign" one had clearly popped up. "That looks like a cross to me... You're pregnant." Oh.my.goodness.

This is not what was supposed to happen! I had been planning my show-and-tell for years now. I was supposed to find out first and then prepare a delicious meal consisting of baby back ribs, baby carrots, and baby spinach. Then, I would direct my unsuspecting husband to the other side of the kitchen to reveal a bun sitting in an oven. And because he wouldn't understand what I was trying to say, I was going to give him a pancake that said "Dad" on it and show him the stick as evidence. But being the wonderful husband that he is, Mr. Woo lovingly reminded me that how we find out was not what was important. He was right.

So there you have it, folks. We are so, very excited to tell our church family. But since our last few members meetings have been getting canceled, we've had to wait a bit. We want people to hear the good news directly from us (c'mon it's our first baby!), but as I'm learning, things don't always go as planned. This next members meeting is going to be a big one. Let's just say I'm #10 out of 13 for this new year - that I know of.