So I'll be 30 weeks on Friday, I have two good friends here who are 3 and six weeks ahead of me. I'm so not ready for this

I'm a little concerned about Adele. She started talking late, she's just now talking on a regular basis even though a lot of it is still babble we can't understand. Mommy, mommy is her favorite phrase both to get my attention and when she wants something. She points a lot but most of the time we can't figure out what she's pointing at. Other things are very clear like "eat" when its meal time or she wants a snack or like "teeth" when its time to brush her teeth. When she can't have my attention right now she is sometimes throwing fits. She also will be sitting quietly reading or playing and then all of a sudden start giggling. I know autism is less common in girls but that is what those outbursts make me think of. I'm sure its nothing and I'm sure she's fine its just my over tired brain making me worry more and more about how we're going to add #2 to this mess.

She starts her toddler class through the local school district on 9/9. She will be 20 months and in a class for 12-24 months so I'll be interested to see how she compares. In most of her classes she has been the youngest but now I suspect she'll be one of the oldest so we'll see. I had the option of putting her in a 18-30 month old class but decided I want to see her as one of the oldest and see how she does.

I don't know, I'm just rambling - at the same time I'm ready for #2. Ready to have a little boy even though I know NOTHING about raising a little boy. I don't even know how to put a diaper on a boy - I'm told its different then a girl anyway. At the same time I can't get this thought out of my head or out of my gut that something is wrong with him. The u/s yesterday showed a strong heartbeat and a growing little guy I guess its just my worrying side and my pessimistic side. I sometimes wish we'd had the extra tests that were offered to us but at the same time maybe I'm glad we didn't.

This was supposed to be a funny, freaking out entry not a ramble about worries. Maybe I can get past them now