Ring Of Fire

....no, not THAT "ring of fire" (at least not yet). I mean the "ring of fire" that is my esophagus right now. Damned acid reflux. Yuck. I never understood why people complained so much about it...why there were prescription medications for it...commercials dedicated to the malady. Now I get it--it's very unpleasant. I had a brief bout of it a few weeks ago, after gorging myself on yummy food at Jurica Christmas. I promptly bought the largest vat of Tums that Target sells and it, naturally, promptly went away without me ever even needing to open the Tums. Well, now it's back and with a vengeance. I thought that all of these types of symptoms were supposed to go away once the baby dropped a little. Why is it that I didn't have any problems when she was camped out directly on top of my stomach, gleefully kicking my ribs, but now, that she's currently down low, head-butting my bladder on a regular basis, I'm NOW experiencing the heartburn?