When your husband steps out in Faith..

Danny is going on a missions trip to New Orleans in just three weeks! And we found out...today. I am so excited for this opportunity but he will be missing our one year anniversary,  thankfully I can rest easy knowing that there will be many more but there just seems to be something special about the mile stone of one year of marriage. I trust that God has amazing plans for him and the team in LA now I just need some help trusting that God will give me peace (and patience with Luke).

What more can I say...

Dear God:

Luke has never been a good sleeper; ever. With the baby coming we have started to attempt to get him to sleep through the night - every bit counts! We told him that we wouldn't be coming in to help him get back to sleep cause now he was a big boy and big brother but we added that God is always with him so that he didn't feel alone. I heard him crying out a few times over the last week but he has been pretty good. He got a cold and I thought the whole thing was going to go out the window but last night I heard this: "Dear God, can I please sit in your lap and you sing me a song like mommy does? The one about Grace. Mommy said you are there and love me so I think you should say yes." After that he was back asleep and I was wide awake thinking about how amazing it was to hear this and reflecting on what it really means to have "FAITH LIKE A CHILD"

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I am only 16 weeks and already I want nothing more than to smush my new smush.

However...
Luke had a play date this afternoon and it was so nice to not have to watch them, as long we heard giggles we knew all was right with the world. Some parts of him being 3 are so nice.

Time-Out

This morning after making breakfast with Luke, him vacuuming the floor around his chair and reading Mickey Mouse a book he did something even more adorable. I got into the shower and stepped on something rather sharp, giving a yell Luke came running in and said 'don't worry Mommy I'm here.' I put the toy dinosaur into the bucket and thought all was said and done. But Luke reached into the bucket and said 'Mommy this dino is in trouble! He should no have scared you that's not nice...I'll put him in Time-Out don't worry.' He then proceeded to ask the dino how old he was because it's a minute per year, the dino was three. I heard him giving a 'stern' talking to to the dino about scaring people who aren't playing the same game.

It's nice to know that somethings we say get into his head!!

Big Changes

God's plans for our family were bigger than ours.
We are a excited bunch to be welcome Baby Butt #2 into our clan of misfits come 10-11-12!

Trust.

Wondering where I disappeared too? Answer: I sank into student teaching. Worth it? Ten fold.
Over the last months I have not only be confirmed in my calling as a teacher but also shaped into the women God has always intended me to be: One of bold faith, unyielding compassion, a gracious attitude, and perhaps the most important development for me as an individual a women of complete trust. While I am still plagued by my A-type personality I am willing to trust that God's plan is best and more complete than any of mine could ever be. (It only took me 23 years to realize this! DUH!) I still plan, budget, and logically analyze nearly every situation but I have learned that no matter how much I plan things happen. This has been becoming more and more obvious to me over the last month between lesson plans and just every day life. Each night I find myself in deep thanksgiving for the ways I have learned to trust God that day rather than falling to sleep with a questioning spirit. It has been truly amazing. Now upon entering 2012 I find myself trust God more each day with the large and the small, and as this is happening my outlook on life, family, and myself have changed. Who knew that dealing with a bunch of hormonal 9-11 year olds would have such a lasting effect on me?

"God thinks you are wonderful"

This wonderful little book by Max Lucado is one of my favorites. Tonight we read it to Luke and I could not help being choked up when I came to this section. Looking into his face, seeing him feel the love of God, seeing the pure joy of a child....I can't even type this without crying.

"So promise me you'll never forget...that you aren't an accident or an incident...you are a gift to the world, a divine work of art, signed by God".... "You were deliberately planner, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on this earth...by the Master Crafts-Man."

First Day Reflections

I started my student teaching today in a 5th grade classroom in Long Branch. I must say so far it has been pretty good. The class, in comparison to the 5th grade class in Long Branch (different school) that I observed last year, is wonderful. They really seem eager to learn, but I also realize that it is only the second week of school. The teacher seems to have a grasp on things and a high standard for both herself and the students.

The best part of today came around 8:00 ten minutes after the school day began. Naturally, it being the first day of student teaching I was extremely nervous, but as the math lesson progressed I just fell into it. The whole teaching thing (well assistant at this point) came like second nature. It was such a relief, all my butterflies were gone.

I feel so blessed. Not only has God given me the gift of teacher and made it a discernible gift in my life but he has also given me family and friends who were there to support me through continuing my education. The closer I get to graduation the more thankful I am for those around me, especially Danny, and all the sacrificed in allowing me to pursue my dream of teaching...and God's calling in my life.

In short the summary of my feelings on the first day of student teaching: blessed.

Mr. & Mrs. DeLucia

Photos: Amanda Dolly Photography

Sisterhood Stinks!

I had to write a short story for my short story class...thought I would leave you with it until I return as a DELUCIA! *Sorry the formatting changed, I don't want to re-type it*

Sister sister,

Even though I'm glad to be with ya

I gotta feel what's real for me,

Like you got to do what's right for you

Sister, sister sister,oh

Sister sister!

-Sister Sister Theme Song – Nickelodeon

A bright blue sky greeted you as you walked in, four birdhouses hung in counter balance to one another with a white picket fence below. The overarching yellow sunflowers looked down upon you with love. This was the fateful place.

Pellets flew through the air; a duck and cover mission was underway, anything to avoid being hit. The missiles belonged to my youngest sister, who unfortunately for me was on the side of the older more sinister sister. My little sister was not yet one year old but full of deadly ammunition. I hid under the pillows waiting for a reprieve. The pellets had to run out eventually, yet when I peeked out they were still flying toward me. My older sister manically laughing, a joker grin covered her face. She was the enemy. I had nothing.

Quickly I used the oldest trick in warfare. I took up the pellets fired in my direction and slung them back at her. A duck. A roll. We both knew this had to end eventually. Who would call a truce? I had an ample supply of pellets that had previously belonged to my enemy. Once I was sure that she was running low I decided to make my move. I started bombarding her with pellets. One after another. Hit. Hit. Hit. I could have never anticipated her next move.

The swirls and leaves all around you once brought tranquility forth. The simple beauty of nature greeted you and gave you hope. This place was meant to be filled with peace but was now forever to be remembered for the foul stench of war.

Silently my older sister ducked down, rolled across the war and took up the last remaining ammunition. No, not just the ammunition the whole storage container! The container with the last remaining remnants of pellets and other weapons of war! It came flying toward me. I was too dumbstruck to move. I was paralyzed with the realization of what was coming toward me. I stood there and accepted my fate. It wasn’t long before the war was over and I stood defeated.

My older sister, with a gloating look on her face, picked up the younger and showered her with thankful kisses. She had provided the win, the final blow, which left me to accept my failure. I had miscalculated. I had lost.

There was a heavy consequence for my defeat.

On my hands and knees I went about gathering the fallen ammunition. Placing it for disposal. Gagging over the stench of war. This was to be my place; I was to be reminded of our battle continuously.

At least until my younger sister was potty trained.

*No actual poop was flung in the making of this short story.

Despite what my older sister believes.

With one month to go...

There is less than one month until Danny and I FINALLY get married. I can't explain how excited I am! This excitement is slightly overshadowed during the day by school work, wedding details, moving and Luke. However it does an excellent job of making sure that I get very little sleep. Over all wedding planning has been going smoothly. I was spoiled by my fabulous bridesmaids with an unbelievable bachelorette and bridal party. Details are being pieced together...slowly. However, I have been virtually stress free --just because I don't have time to dwell. I think God knew what he was doing when I had to take 4 classes over the summer. Most importantly though is instead of being pulled apart by all of the crazy wedding nonsense Danny and I are closer than ever to God and to one another. Life is good.

Oh and Luke is wonderful. God definitely knew what he was doing in Luke his personality and sweetness.

Teacher Appreciation Day

Danny and Luke made me a card for Teacher Appreciation Day.

"Daddy and I are very glad and thankful that you are working hard to be a great teacher for many boys and girls who will be blessed to learn from you. We love you and appreciate you Mommy.

Thank you, with Love,

Your Boys."

Needless to say I cried.

How sweet, it made this whole semester and all the time I had to give up with them worth it.

I am so blessed.

Tooting my own horn...and thanking others.

I just finished my thesis paper (though I am sure I will edit it again because it isn't due for two and a half weeks). 16 pages. 6 pages of sources. I feel as if I am the supreme expert on American and German Eugenics relations in the interwar period. Besides that I am really proud of myself, it felt as if I would never get through. 16 pages is not that long of a paper, but working with mostly primary sources you are really digging deep (and a lot of the ones I needed were in German!). It has taken me the whole semester to complete. Now just one more paper and two finals and I'll be home free for a week until summer classes start. 3 months until I am married. 4 and a half until I start student teaching. 8 months until I have finished college with 3 different teaching certifications. What an accomplishment. None of this would be possible though with out the support of my friends, family, and above all God. I am so thankful.

Waiting and Trusting.

Praying and trust God.

Danny and I are applying to a yacht club position that good friends of ours are leaving. We are praying that God will open a door for us there, it would an excellent fit for us. It is hard waiting to hear from the club.

To quote The Sound of Music though "when God closes a door somewhere he opens a window".

Still hoping that the door stays open though!

PLEASE PRAY!

Two Years Old!

Two years ago God blessed me with a handsome baby boy, more commonly known as Honey Honey Tush Butt Love.

Luke Daniel DeLucia,

I am so thankful that God trusted Daddy and I to be your parents. You have changed our lives and made us better people. I can't wait to see all God has planned for your life.

I love you more each day,

Mommy

Four years?!?!

This past weekend I went to visit Messiah for the last time (most likely). It was a wonderful weekend, I am truly blessed to have made such great friends in one year at Messiah. A whole basement full of girls! This weekend consisted of a lot of laughter, great conversations, and a whole lot of love. Not only did I get to see some of my favorites this weekend but also came away renewed, as a Mom and as Rebecca, I got to reconnect with myself (mostly my silly side). I also got closer, it was hard to leave Messiah because it was such a special time but this weekend I didn't wish Ihad stayed as I had in the past but was able to appreciate the time I did have there. I am so thankful to have this closer as I get closer to being done school myself.

Here are pictures from the first week of Freshman year:

And here is one from my last weekend at Messiah:

Is happy to announce...

We are getting married!

It seems as if we take one step forward and two step backwards. Danny and I have been engaged for a year now and there is no end in sight for that engagement...it's very hard to trust in God's timing when your watching time slip through your fingers, Luke will be 18 months and we want him to see his parents together.

Can't catch a break

Luke can't seem to catch a break. After we came home from my day Danny and I were gone for almost 24 hrs from Chris and Amanda's wedding (Hooray!) and went we came home we were welcomed by a sick little boy. Saturday night his fever reached 104 and of corse the doctors office is closed sunday so first thing monday morning we head to the doctor, Luke has a sinus infection. We put him on amoxicilian and low and behold the next day he breaks out in hives! After his third time on amoxicilian he becomes allergic - poor dude, we can only give him benedril which knocks him out. Finally he recovers and now after a short doubt of health he is hit with seasonal allergies and a cold. Hopefully after this we will go back to having a healthy baby boy!