My little boy was breech. We tried everything to turn him, chiropractic, acupuncture, yoga sequences, positive thinking, visualizing, you name it. We attempted an external version at 37 weeks which instantly put my baby into distress. The midwife and doctor stopped the procedure and the baby and I were monitored for two hours to make sure that he and I were both okay.
When the midwife told me "it is time to choose a birthday," my heart sank. I was devastated that I wasn't going to have my beautiful natural birth I had been preparing for and terrified of the prospect of abdominal surgery. I cried daily for over a week but slowly came to embrace the certainty of it all. I was able to find a cat sitter, let my work know when my last day was, and do a deep clean of the house to welcome the little one, etc.