FYI

The baby was being modest yet again. And it's breech. The midwife tried to tell me it may still turn. I doubt it. This baby stays in the same postition that Elena always did. Head jabbing under my right ribs and tap dancing on my bladder. I'll cross my fingers that the baby will turn, but otherwise I see a version in my future pretty quick. Uggh. Oh well, better than a C-section.