I think just writing that last post made me feel a little better, and also I got a very lovely email from a friend who I had reached out to with some excellent advice that made me realize that I didn’t really have a firm grasp on my options. Becuase I CAN decline the version. But I don’t really know what that would look like as far as consequences go. So I’ve been making calls and, even though they’re just confirming what I already assumed (uh, nobody will take a planned vaginal breech delivery), for some reason, that’s making me feel better.
I will be calling The Farm tomorrow. I’d do it right now but we’re on our way to the dinosaur show for FREE.