resistance is futile.

Okay so I'm the most exhausted I have ever been in my life.
This pregnancy is really taken alot out of me. Today I decided that I really needed to go to the city. My mum agreed to come along since she had some things to do too. BIG MISTAKE! There was no way of predicting just how badly it would turn out. We started with Cost-co. Wow is that place HUGE! We ended up waiting in line for mum to have her glasses repaired for 20 minutes. The whole time arguing with the girls about getting into the cart and getting out of the cart and touching everything. We got our stuff and got out of there. Next I ran into the Future Shop to look at a birthday gift idea I had for Jacob. I saw a digital memo recorder in a flyer that he'd been talking about for over a year and wanted to check it out. No luck there.
So I went to Business Depo where I successfully purchased an RCA one for $59.99. ( I hope he likes it, his birthday is this Saturday). I got back to the car to find Mum pretty uncomfortable with a swollen, throbbing, black and blue and red all over thumb. She didn't injure it in any way but it had been bothering her for a day or so and was only getting worse. She wanted to go to the doctor instead of finishing our shopping. I agreed to take her. When we got there we had to wait for another 20 minutes to see a nurse. This nurse recognized me and the children from previous appointments and asked about there health. I said I was behind on Sophies needles so she jumped on the opportunity to poke her! Poor Sophie had to have 2 needles, one in each arm. I had to hold her down which we both found tramatic. She came away with 2 blues clues band-aids and a pooh bear sticker and I came away with a pretty good chance of having a very sick kid in a week or so when those drugs start to invade! I couldn't wait to get home since I knew that nap time was close. I thought *yahoo I'll have a nap too*. I got everyone tucked in and went to my bed. I was only there a moment because I became so hungry that there was no way I would be able to sleep through it. I came down to have some veggies but they tasted funny. Nothing tasted right. I didn't have the energy to hunt or cook. I choked down the veggies.
I could go on about the rest of my day but reliving it here with you is almost as tiring as the first time. All I can say is that it's so good to put them to bed.

So the moral of my story is... resistance to a change of plans is futile, you never know where your going to end up.