It burns!!!

Holy cow! I have never had heartburn in my life that I can recall, but let me tell you - I don't think this is a case of simple heartburn. I'm pretty sure this is acid reflux to every extent. It feels as though burning molten lava is being spurted up into my throat all the way from my stomach. It also feels that this burning molten lava has to first get around a giant gumball stuck lower in my throat/chest and it then has to make its way back around it on the way down. Oh my gosh, for about 2-3 weeks I have had this burning in my throat that I thought was just a sore throat coming on. Then I got this cold and it made sense...then the burning kept up and it has only gotten worse. Now it wakes me up in the morning - at 4:30, accompanied by stretching hiccuping baby. Ah the joys. Every pregnant woman has their woes - even non-pregnant people deal with this sort of stuff (the acid reflux at night, not the baby hiccups) but I haven't ever...so right now I just need to vent! I will now revert back to the first trimester when I first found that there really is little to no glamour involved in being pregnant. To all of you pregos that loved it, thought it was magical and enjoyed every bit...your welcome for taking all of the bad stuff on on your behalf!

Now - with my complaining session over - I have to update on our hospital tour last night. I commented on facebook how we were going and to cross fingers that Jason (actually I referred to him as Cletis) made it through the tour okay and didn't pass out. Granted the sight of needles is what really gets him, if I could guarantee no needles on our upcoming real "visit" at the hospital, I'm positive he'd be just fine at this one! Maple Grove hospital is small and new, it has something like 80 rooms....total to the entire hospital. You walk in to a lobby filled with plush couches, a piano and stone walls accented with leather wall tiles. It is so nice! We went up to the family birth center and the hallways are carpeted, dimly lit (in a relaxing, not cheap manner), and the room doors are thick and wide. The delivery rooms have canned lighting all with dimmers, laminate dark wood floors, a full bathroom with jacuzzi tub, full bed that pulls out for the hubby, and enough room to potentially fit about 30 people...not exaggerating. The recovery rooms, or "getting to know you rooms" as they call it, are smaller, but still very nice. Huge flat screen TV, laminate wood floors, a walk in shower with rain shower-head, the full size bed, a refrigerator - the works. The only thing I didn't like about those rooms is that they are small and the beds seemed very narrow, but there was also about 15 people on the tour also squished into the same room. There is even a Mommy refrigerator that is fully stocked with juice, fruit, food and soda out in the main area where if the cafeteria (which is basically all you can order and eat and we were told we could potentially order "too much to eat" and the hubbys could eat our extras...for free too) is closed, you can just help yourselves! Now, Methodist - our original hospital - is nice, but it is huge, sterile tile floors with lots of noise and action all the time. This was as quiet as could be. At first I thought maybe they were just slow, but all the rooms, except the two we toured in, were full and being used! We were rushed through the rooms in fact to accomodate new moms-to-be getting ready to deliver.
After the tour I facebooked again that it was like a spa - or as spa like as a hospital can get. I still wasn't exaggerating! It really is nice! Jason did just fine with the tour and I think he was a little bit relieved to know that we will be in such a comfortable place vs the nurse ratchet (sp?) type needle poking I-V carting typical setting.

Now...if I can get this fiery volcano out of my upper chest, that would be ideal!