Heartburn is a bitch.
Last night I suffered. S.U.F.F.E.R.E.D with heartburn. There was no puttin' it out. I tried Tums, milk, bread and tea. Then I barffed. And still had heartburn.
My Old -Wives-Tale-Believing-Husband thinks it's great because that must mean the baby will be born with a full head of hair. Who the fuck cares? It's a baby, why does she need a full head of hair? It's probably going to fall out again anyway. Her hair is the least of my worries.
Today the name of the game has been avoiding the burn. I've only eaten things that are white. So far, so good.
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