Wind Up Toys

Its here. Its time. As a teacher, Spring means the days are longer and more grueling. We long to be outside, in the sun, with our families. As a student, well the same is true. As a parent? As a pastor's wife? Well, quite frankly I feel like a wind up toy. You know, the ones that you wind tighter and tighter until they just wont wind anymore. Then you set them of the floor and LET GO! You laugh as they stomp their little feet round and round.

I can feel it. The winding. The release is coming.

June will hit. Then it comes. Swim lessons, VBS, Fund Raiser, Camps, HEAT, camping, traveling, Birthdays and more birthdays, play dates, TEA, sprinklers.. Prepping for home schooling in the fall.. Just thinking about it makes me tired enough to stop typing!

Just 6 short years ago we were planning a wedding. With one week left, we had much to do.. who am I kidding, with one day left we had much to do. But it was done and what wasn't.. well.. it just wasn't and it was all fine.


That summer the stomping began with the wedding, then Mexico, Atlanta, New York, Israel, Connecticut, Washington State, Portland, and finally back home.

Just two years later the stomping began as I finished my final year of teaching. A baby was coming. There was a room to be painted, crib to be assembled, clothes to be washed, showers to be had, Dr's. visits much to be finished.. and what wasn't.. well it just wasn't and it didn't matter.. she came before the shelves were hung..


The following summer we were painting rooms in the new house and prepping yet again for another sweet girl. The stomping commenced again. The clothes had to come out of the attic to be washed, and hung, another shower, Dr's visits.. Seems as though we had just done this:) And again, what didn't get done.. didn't get done.. and this time, I was some what prepared for that.


Summer 2009 Yes, I know.. by this time you know the drill! But guess what?!?! There was NO WINDING! I spent much of the summer with my grandmother.. It was a girls summer. And, yes.. Pregnant again. I sewed. I made bows. I helped my grandmother through the drudgery of paper work.. but I did not WIND! And at the end of that summer, hot as it was, and the most painful of my pregnancies.. we had yet another baby.


Summer 2010 was fairly calm. The only winding was with VBS. We have such an awesome children's minister that there wasn't much winding or stomping. With no baby to get ready for we leisurely attended swim lessons for Micaiah and spent time in the gym pool. Due to much yard work in the spring, we had the home as we wanted it. Things were calm.




So as I embark upon this summer and the many activities that are planned (and those that aren't) I can feel a bit of winding. Yet I have learned.. that what doesn't get done, wont get done.. and that's okay..

Please remind me of that when I am stomping around like a wind up toy trying to get to get to wedding and baby showers, help with the VBS decorations, plan vacations, and spend time with my little ones!