high risk pregnancy?

Yesterday I was reading a book called, "High Risk Pregnancy". It was discarded from the college of nursing library, and Emily brought it to me. Paul saw me reading it and asked, "Are you high risk?" Well, duh!

I have had lots of babies, so I am a "grandmultipara", which is for some reason not as revered in the medical world as it is in mine. I am old. I don't know how my blood pressure is, but it was on the high side a few months back. I am still overweight, despite those 36 pounds I so painfully got rid of. I had to have pitocin to actually get the last few babies out, so my uterus is probably not at it's peak anymore.

I found out on Saturday that the movers were coming today, finally, to pick up all of Ben and Ashley's stuff. I absolutely have to be here when they come, and show a picture I.D.. So I thought I might miss the nurse's visit I had set up for this afternoon. Then, I woke up in the middle of the night and could NOT fall back to sleep for anything. I thought about baby names, I thought about organizing the kids rooms, I thought about back-to-school shopping. Then when Paul was getting up for work, I was just starting to doze and blah, remembered the movers were coming...I had to get up. I got up and got dressed, and: the moving company called and said the the truck lost lights in Massachusetts and had to wait 'til daylight to find a repair shop...so tomorrow is the day.

So here I was, up and dressed and exhausted...so I took Rosie on her walk, then came home and made my oatmeal and coffee, and here I am. I want a nap. Being tired is something that I haven't had to deal with in the last few years like I did for all those previous years with babies getting up in the night. Here it comes again. But yay, I can't help getting so excited. Even though I have read more than I should have online, and it looks dismal. Pregnancies after 45 have a 75-80% chance of miscarriage...

The girls have strong opinions about baby names. Mirielle says they get to name this one, Mali says no way, it is Mom and Dad's baby, they get the final say. hmm. Seems like I have been saying, "duh" on here alot lately, but DUH. I mean, "Avalon" is a lovely name if you like naming your child after a publishing company. Don't waste your time telling me it's important meaning. And if you like "Julian" so much, I'll be kind and save it for you to use someday. The only one I suggested was "Neil" for a boy, then I realized I would have Camille and Neil, nah. It is fun though, never thought we would be able to do this again.

So much for cleaning the house before they came home. blah. Mirielle and Aaron did so kindly go to the laundrymat and wash all the bedding. Lots of it goes in the camper, so it is sitting here in bags. And the little girls missed their dollhouse stuff, they had to get it out to see it. Oh well. Such is my life.