I didn’t realize that this was possible, but I’ve caught my second wind. (Considering the fact that I’m not athletic, that’s about all I’m good at “catching.”)
So… quick! Let’s conquer the world and accomplish everything on my to-do list before this surge of energy skips back out on me!
Pregnancy is so unpredictable.
News flash of the day: Bennett is quite fond of jamming some part of himself into my ribs, usually on the right side. The good news: this is great for my posture as I’m immediately jolted into an upright position.
By the way, does it bother anyone else that the word “wind” has two different pronunciations depending on which definition you’re using?
I’ve caught my second “wind.”
When should we “wind” the clock?
I reckon that one alone is worth an hour of lost sleep.