The baby is still not ready to come out. I went to the doctor and found out that I had tested positive for Beta Strep. This means that I will have to have antibiotics in the hospital for at least four hours prior to giving birth. This will take care of the infection for the baby. The Strep B does not affect me, just the baby. I most likely got it from eating or drinking something. They usually treat it with Amoxycillin, which is fine for me, but I am not sure that it will be ok for the baby. I am waiting to hear back from my pediatrician. Marlee — and especially Bradley — are severely allergic to penicillin.
The baby’s head is down, but just not very low. I know exactly why the baby is not ready to come out. The baby just does not want to come out. The reason is that the baby hears me screaming at my kids and just thinks, “ Who is this lunatic mother that screams and runs around like a crazy person?” This baby has it pretty good right where it is now. It is safe, cozy, being well fed, growing, and has more peace and quiet now than it will when it comes out. With my luck, this baby won’t even come out by its due date.
I am still busy getting everything ready for the baby and just organizing my apartment and my life and running around with the kids for all their activities. My children had an ice-skating party one evening last week. I truly dislike going to these activities, as they are just chaos. Bradley is a fabulous skater and quite a good hockey player. This is his true passion. Marlee really wanted to skate with her friends. I just could not get out of taking them to this event. They wore helmets and were very well protected. The accident did not happen on the ice but off the ice. We were getting some dinner and walking to a table when Bradley tripped over chair legs and skates.
He fell onto a metal chair and split his head open. My poor little guy was crying. Usually he stops pretty quickly so I new something was wrong. I put my hand on his head and was holding him and when I removed my hand, there was a lot of blood. We took him to first aid at the rink and they cleaned him up and sent us on our way to the ER. We waited for three hours in a disgusting ER in NYC. This has to be one of the worst places to spend time. I was worried about being near all these sick people and the place was filthy. Finally, they saw Bradley and had to staple his head. They really did staple his head. I felt so bad for him. We came home and he just passed out in our bed. He will be fine. I am not so sure I will. These are the things with being a parent that I could just do without. I am sure this is just one of many more things to come, especially with having another child.