We have got all our baby shopping done–as far as I can tell.  Last night, I went to Target to return a few items in favor of a baby monitor.  I got some pink sheets and towels and washcloths that I don’t need, so I returned them since I really wanted/needed the baby monitor.

We were standing in the checkout line behind another pregnant woman who was in a wheelchair/cart thing.  She was probably at least 8 months pregnant and she was sitting in this chair, trying to get all the stuff out of the basket in front of her, which was a task, considering her belly was in the way, and considering all the stuff that was in her cart.  Then she had to reach up to the conveyor belt to put the stuff on it.  In the meantime, her son was asking for candy or something like that, complaining, as little ones do, that they want this or that.  It was then that I noticed a man standing in front of her.

He looked gangsta.  Wearing the Sean John clothes, the bling, and the shades.  I had assumed he was just the guy in front of her, but apparently, he was the significant other.  What got me was that as I stood and watched this woman struggling with her shopping, he stood and watched too.  (Granted, I could have asked her if she needed help, but I didn’t think about it at that moment.)  He didn’t lift a finger.  Just stood there and watched her struggle.  She even had to lift herself out of the wheelchair thingy to sign the receipt, so she was half standing/half sitting, pulling herself up to sign this thing.  So of course, I watch them walk out together, she putting the bags in the basket in front of her, corralling the little boy, and he walking ahead of them, doing nothing.

I don’t know why it bothered me so much, but that guy seemed to be a selfish jerk.  It made me really thankful for my wonderful husband, who doesn’t let me carry my own bags out the door, who loads the car for me and opens doors for me.  He even makes dinner when I am not up to it.  He doesn’t stand and watch me struggle with something that is difficult, he actually decides to HELP me.

I am so thankful for you, David!  I love you very much!

David Everyday Life