You know you're a pregnant runner

You know you're a pregnant runner when.....

this is the view to your shoes. Not to mention that you are perfectly content to run with loose laces.













Most of the the time, you're shoes start out tied because you didn't want to bend over to untie them. Not to mention, they are so beat up because you can't justify buying a new pair until after the baby is born.














Touching your toes to stretch is out of the question















trying to find a waist so that your water bottles fit comfortably is very difficult.

















You plan your run around potty breaks (port-a-potties, trees, neighbor's house (actual picture!))

























Most of all, you feel great!

I must be crazy...

So, the question of the day is, if you are told you're crazy nearly every day for 2 consecutive weeks, does it mean that you ARE?! I'm beginning to wonder...

When asked what I do for a living--"You teach preschool?! You must be CRAZY!"














While mowing the lawn--"You're mowing the lawn, and you're pregnant?! You must be CRAZY!







"While standing in line for a 4th of July 5k, other competitor's eyes immediately shift to by pregnant belly. "You're running this, and you're pregnant?! You must be CRAZY!"







When asked what number baby this is for me: "5 kids?! You must be CRAZY!"







(Well, not quite the Duggars, but that's what I feel like sometimes.)

Because I still look like I am 15 years old, I first get the crazy and uncomfortable look from people, followed by the question of how old my oldest is--"5 kids in 5 years?! You must be CRAZY!"










(Sorry, but this is my most recent picture of myself. I get asked all the time if they are my siblings. It won't be such a bad thing when they are older, but when you're asked if a 5-year old is your little brother, it is a bit offensive!)











(With kids as cute as this, why not have more?!)



My answer to them is, if being happy means that I must be CRAZY, then bring on the CRAZY!

I love teaching preschool! It allows me to use the creative side of my brain, while satisfying my need to always have little kids around!

I also love to mow the lawn! Yes, ask Adam--it is true. I will mow the lawn in the middle of the day so I can beat Adam before he gets home from work. Not to mention, it drowns out other noises ;)!

Everyone knows I love to run. When told that I'm crazy for doing it, my response is always, "it is what keeps me SANE!"

Now as for the kids. When asked why so many, it is like asking me why would I want more happiness? When asked why so close, I say why not?

So, call me CRAZY if you want to, but I will consider it a compliment!