It's official, Baby #3 is a BOY!! Jacob Wyatt West was born on Sept. 24, 2014 at 8:02 in the morning. He weighed 7 pounds, 4 oz and was 20 1/4 inch long.
It was so much fun to wait and see until the birth. We were both so surprised! I think both Koby and I were pretty sure it was a girl, although when asked Koby always guessed boy. I always guessed girl. Even a day or two after he was born, I kept looking at Koby going, "I can't believe we had a boy!"
The c-section went totally fine, and I was even able to sleep like a rock the night before. We had to be at the hospital by 5:30 am to prep for everything, and when my alarm went off at 4:30 I almost hit snooze. But my vanity overrode my sleepiness and I fixed my hair and makeup.
The whole morning felt so surreal, it really didn't seem like we were about to meet our baby. It quickly turned into reality when it was time to get my spinal - so scary! After that, I was laying on the table, looking at Koby and we were just waiting and waiting, and then the anesthesia person told Koby to stand up and look and he just barely peeked over the curtain, then sat down again. Jacob's head was out (after a LOT of pushing - he was really hard to get out. They even used a vacuum to help them!) but not his shoulders. The tech told him to look again and he watched as they pulled out his shoulders. Then my doctor told him not to look while they pulled the rest of him out so we could find out together.
And then....wow, what a surprise. She held Jacob up over the curtain so we could see, but it was very quick because he was peeing! Starting life right, I guess. They took him over to clear out his lungs (he had fluid in them because he missed all the squeezing of a true labor). I remember seeing a huge grin on Koby's face, then I couldn't really see anything else because I started crying and just could NOT stop. (Happy tears, of course!
This time they let me hold him right there in the operating room. Very cool! With the girls, I didn't get to hold them (or even see them) for a few hours. But I got to hold him this time and all I could think is that he looked like a little old man, or maybe a tomato. So sweet, I know. They took me to recovery and I got to hold him there as well. He actually stayed with me almost the whole time in recovery. It was totally awesome, just like the birth of your first son should be!
The day before Jacob's birth:
My last few moments with a pregnant belly!
