I am sure I ranted about heartburn when I was pregnant with Wyatt. That was the first time in my life I had experienced such a lovely bodily reaction. It’s like bugs which are on fire are slowly crawling up your esophagus. Yum! I specifically remember driving across the country in our enormous U-Haul (+trailer), eating barbecue chips from the gas station and instantly regretting it. Except they’re so delicious, what’s a girl to do?
Anyway, it’s back with a vengeance. I’ve had to resort to medicine, avoid certain foods, elevate my sleeping position, and try all the tricks. But the bitch is still somewhat unpredictable! Luckily, Pepcid is on the list of “ok” medicines to take while incubating. And luckily, when I found this out, we had some generic Pepcid just waiting for me in the medicine drawer. The fact that we had such advanced science at our disposal (because normally we have absolutely no drugs available except for Walmart Nyquil) is because of the dog’s mid-winter stomach troubles—just a bonus fun nugget of info for you there. Anyway, I welcome my friend heartburn because it means Baby2 is growing and doesn’t give a poo if it pushes all my organs around and makes that little doohickey in my belly open so the acid can do whatever it wants, including mimicking fire-bugs crawling their way to freedom. You do what you gotta do Baby.
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