I'm pregnant not helpless...

But Jesus Christ Mary and Joseph, I swear if I have to chase an employee at a store down one more time to get help with something rediculously heavy I might lose it. Not once, not twice, but at 3 separate stores today I had to actually track down an employee and ask for help.
First off babies r us, normally I don't really shop here unless I have a great coupon or super specialty thing I need. (potty seat that folds tiny for public potty? Scored it there) but today I had to go buy a crib mattress for Ollie's room. Here I am struggling to wheel the mattress around and I'm knocking shit over, at one point a bunch of strollers fell down. I had other shopping people! Finally I went and ditched it at the counter and I still had to lift it over for the lady

Then we progressed to the big box store. Costco. I bought like 1200 wipes today and could hardly lift the Costco sized box out of my cart let alone back in. I asked if someone could help me out and they were like "we'll page someone" 20 minutes later? No one came to help so I left and did it myself.

Off to Fred Meyer, the final destination to my shopping experience. I bought Mr. C a bag of dirt. Really long, probably only funny if your is, kind of joke. But it's his bag of birthday dirt. I couldn't get the stupid 40 lb bag of cow shit into my cart so I just kind of drug it infront of the cart as best I could. Finally I flagged a lady down and asked if she could help. Oh no I can't help I have bad knees. Um okay. Can you call someone to help so I don't drag cow shit all over the store? Oh my walkie is dead. FINE COW SHIT, ISLE ORGANIC MILK!

I finally found another employee who helped me push the dirt in further so it wasn't dragging on the ground. Thank you! Got my groceries and went to pay. Asked for help carrying out my big ol bag of shit...well guess who isn't answering the walkie? Carry out.

Finally found a strapping young man (it might actually have been our upstairs neighbors teenager) who was totally kind and great about putting this ginoous bag of crap in my trunk. He even loaded up my milk for me :)

Vent time over. But come on people if you see a pregnant lady walking around tired and dragging of bag of cow crap in front of her cart, maybe, just maybe...ask her if she needs help.