If I am being honest, I'm afraid.
I'm sitting here feeling "Isaac" move inside me, and I know, without the ultrasound I have to have next week, that he is breech.
Once I have the ultrasound for the doctor's to confirm it, then they book me into the hospital to try and turn him.
They do this in the hospital just in case he doesn't handle it well and they have to take him by c-section.
If I am being totally honest, I am afraid.
I keep saying I'm okay, that whatever happens is what is supposed to happen and that I know God is in control and knows exactly how it will all turn out....but I'm afraid.
What if's scream through my head, and I'm afraid.