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PSALM 139

¹ O LORD, you have searched me and you know me.

² You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.

³ You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.

⁴ Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.

⁵ You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.

⁶ Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.

⁷ Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?

⁸ If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

⁹ If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,

¹⁰ even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.

¹¹ If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"

¹² even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.

¹³ For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.

¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

¹⁶ your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!

¹⁸ Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name.

²¹ Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD, and abhor those who rise up against you?

²² I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies.

²³ Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.

²⁴ See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

________________________ PERSONAL PRAYER REQUESTS

Pray that RTB and I would keep our Lord at the center of our marriage, and for healthy, godly ways to reconcile when conflicts come up and for constant open communication.

Pray for RTB and his work. Pray that he may find greater satisfaction in it. May the Lord sustain him through difficult, discouraging trials, and help him find work-life balance.

Pray that RTB and I be good stewards with our finances and make the best decisions for our future, so that we can still tithe, give away, and save.

Pray for my relationship with my parents and that I may be a better witness to them. I tend to be less patient with them than anyone else and I beat myself up over it. Pray that I learn more how to forgive myself and trust that God will still find a way to use me to reach them.

Pray that I let things go to God and trust in Him who is in control of all things. I want to be like Mary who doesn't worry, sits adoringly at her Lord's feet, basks in his glory, and feels his love for her so intimately. I don't want to stress out over things that I have no control over.

Pray that I learn to seek God first in all things and to not let anything or anyone else take the place of Him in my life. Pray that I remember who I am in Christ first and foremost.

Pray that I be more patient, disciplined, and prayerful in my daily walk with the Lord. Pray that I learn to be more content with the things I have, and the way things are.

________________________ ANSWERED PRAYERS

We have had a relatively smooth transition into marriage. It's been such a blessing to share our life together and we love it.

God opened up an opportunity for us to move to the South Bay and we jumped on it. Our new home is modest but large enough to host our new community group and lots of overnight guests. It's in a safe neighborhood and close to church and RTB's work. We hope to stay here for a long time.

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Friday, September 18, 2009

WE'RE HAVING A GIRL!

I went in for my ultrasound visit this morning and found out we are expecting a little girl early next February.
We are thrilled. She will be the first granddaughter on both sides of the family. RTB has one younger sister and I have one younger brother so it's perfect that we will have one of each too.

RTB's first words upon hearing from the ultrasound technician that we were having a girl: Daddy's little girl. My heart melted. He's fantastic with M but I've always loved watching him interact with our nieces and our friends' daughters.

So M is going to have a little sister, a mei-mei early next February. Let the pink invasion begin!

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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

TODAY'S BATTLE COUNT

Naptime: M - 1, Mommy - 1
Meals: M - 2, Mommy - 1
Bedtime: M - 0, Mommy - 1

A draw.

M took only one nap this morning, and not a very long one so I figured he would go down oncemore in the afternoon. I was so wrong. The boy hollered and jumped around in the crib for 45 minutes before I got him. As soon as I placed him on the ground, he was off to the races.

Breakfast is always the easiest meal to feed M. He's hungry and loves breakfast foods -- much like his parents. Lunch and dinner are the battles. Today was especially bad. M wouldn't eat anything in front of him at lunch so I gave up and he had scrambled eggs. Dinner was worse. He threw a tantrum and tossed everything on the floor. (I think he ate maybe a small handful of dried blueberries and that's it. M refuses to eat fresh fruit so RTB and I have resorted to feeding M dried fruit and smoothies.) He screamed until I took him out of the chair. I was too exhausted to fight with him. Of course, as soon as his feet touched the ground, M was a happy camper again. He found an open bag of apple chips lying on Daddy's computer desk and munched on those. That was pretty much his dinner.

7 pm is M's usual bedtime, but today I put him down a half hour earlier. So far it seems like he's gone down without a fight, which I'm not surprised because he must be overtired from napping so little today. I'm hoping that was the reason why dinner was so horrible.

I sure hope tomorrow is a better day.

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Sunday, July 26, 2009

FROM BAD TO WORSE

So this past Wednesday was probably one of my worst days in recent memory. First the day started off with me feeling a bit queasy. RTB fed M while I quickly gulped down my breakfast so that I could head out to my blood draw (prenatal tests). I didn't feel well so luckily as I walked out the door, I grabbed a plastic bag. Minutes later, I was sitting in the driveway, throwing up into the plastic bag. There went breakfast. Sigh.

I barely made it in time for my 9 am appointment. When I arrived, I learned that I needed to give a urine sample. Drats. I had just gone to the bathroom right before I drove to the clinic. Anyway I did my best, but the awkward part was how I was so discombobulated from the driveway incident and rushing to the appointment that I forgot to lock the bathroom door behind me. Hence, someone almost walked in on me. So embarrassing.

Then when it was finally my turn to have my blood drawn, I felt faint. I warned the lab technician that I had passed out once from having my blood drawn.

But that was mainly due to the incompetence of the woman drawing the blood. She poked me no fewer than 6 times in 4 different places. I fainted and needed smelling salts to regain consciousness. When I did, I was told that I had to return to get my blood drawn since she couldn't get any samples. Agitated, I gritted my teeth and thought to myself, "So long as you're not going to be here when I come back." Luckily she wasn't and the new person taking care of me drew my blood on the first try.

Anyway, I digress. Unfortunately the present-day technician didn't have great luck either. She stabbed me twice on my left arm (I ended up with a small bruise that lasted 2 days) and was eventually successful on the right side. Usually, right afterwards I take off but given how weak I was feeling, I sat there for a few minutes until I regained my strength and felt well enough to drive. I didn't want to rest too long because I knew I needed to get home so that RTB could get to work, but I also didn't want to pass out or throw up again.

So I thought the worst of my day was over. I wish. Later on, a few hours later, I was at the park with a few of my mommy friends when I got a call from my mother. She was hesitant to talk when she found out I was out and about but I insisted she tell me what was wrong because I knew I couldn't be patient enough to wait until later to find out what was going on. As it turns out, my dad got a second biopsy report that confirmed he has prostate cancer. My heart sank. If I were home instead of in the public, I probably would have let more emotions show but then again, I wanted to remain calm while on the phone with my mom.

Right now we are waiting to find out what stage the cancer is in and whether it was metastasized or is local. Then treatment can be discussed. This is all very surreal. Cancer has struck my extended family but this is the first time I have been so closely affected.

This is a time when I really wish I loved closer to my folks. I feel so helpless by (1) being so far away, (2) having M to take care and being unable to fly out there on a moment's notice and (3) being pregnant and therefore limited in my mobility.

So my hope and prayer is that the cancer has been caught early and has not spread, that there are many successful treatments that totally eradicate the cancer, that my parents will still be able to come out next winter and help with the new baby, AND that this whole trial will bring my parents closer a relationship with God.

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Friday, July 17, 2009

UH HUH... I SEE... TELL ME ABOUT IT

This video made both me and M laugh today. I think M may have actually understood what this little girl was trying to say. Enjoy.

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FIRST TRIMESTER

I hate the first trimester. I repeat. I. HATE. THE. FIRST. TRIMESTER.

RTB thinks this time around is worse than last time. I can't tell because I feel like the baseline for my exhaustion and discomfort is already lower thanks to M. He's probably right.I can't seem to hold food down at all with this pregnancy. There seemed to be a larger range of food I liked to eat last time. I sent RTB out to fetch me McDonald's egg biscuits. I don't like them this time around. With this pregnancy, I can't eat chicken, fish, or pasta. I crave burgers, eggs, dumplings, and baked potatoes....the latter especially. There have been days where I've had two for dinner. They must be microwaved 'til tender and served with a generous heaping of butter and a sprinkle of pepper. That's it. Mmmmm... Tonight, I had pizza for the first time in a while and so far, it's agreeing with me. We ordered it Hawaiian style with mushrooms because I seem to like the sour stuff and we thought the pineapples might fit the bill a bit. (I like the pickles on my burgers, the vinegar in my dumpling sauce...etc.)

I have thrown up 6-7 x in the last ten days. I have lost count. Sometimes it was breakfast, once it was lunch, and the other times were at night. I've made it to the toilet most of the time luckily. So far, I haven't done my business outside our home, but we'll see. I still have three more weeks to go and last time, I was nauseous into my sixteenth week. It's only week 10 right now.

Ever since we went in for the ultrasound two weeks ago (7/6/09 -- 8.5 weeks), the pregnancy's becoming more real to me. I started feeling sick a week earlier (week 7) but it really took seeing the baby (whom we lovingly call our gummy bear) and hearing its heartbeat to know it in my heart that I am pregnant.

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