We went to the hospital at 5:30 am on Friday, August 22nd and got the last open labor and delivery room on the ward! After some wedding ring drama (inside info, long story, not important), the nurse started IV and pitocin at 7:30 am and my doctor broke my water soon after. As with Paulie, baby Izzo #3 wasn't loving the pitocin so it was touch and go all day. Not know whether I wanted to do an epidural when I first arrived at the hospital was soon changed to definitely wanting an epidural...NO QUESTION....at around noon. Not a lot of progress was made in the early afternoon because once the pitocin was increased and contractions were stronger and more frequent thus causing cervix to dialate, baby's HR would go down. So they had to back off the pitocin and progress was stalled if not some regress. It was a yo-yo effect for most of the morning and early afternoon. To add to the drama, baby's head was at an angle and his crown was not bearing down on my cervix. My doctor had tried to reposition baby several times, but baby didn't like it nor would he move. Some scares and some oxygen for Mama were administered. Lots of Holy Marys, Prayers, and conversations with Grandma Hickey ensued. My doctor was amazing and a true blessing, she knew what she was doing that was for sure! She was a calming force and spent many hours sitting with us in the room, chatting, monitoring baby, me, and waiting....Key word: Waiting! At this point, there wasn't much question in my mind that I was having a BOY. Every nurse who we talked to said that boy babies always caused the most trouble and that they would bet money that we were having a baby boy. After turning off the epidural to gain enough feeling back to feel my legs and contractions (this took 2 hours!!), it was go time! At 9:15 and only 9cm dialated the doctor told me it's time to start pushing with the contractions. It was either deliver at 9cm or I'd had to have a C-section. There was no way I was gonna have a C section after laboring ALL. DAY. LONG. Three contractions later and some very, very, VERY hard pushing.....
Baby Jacob Thomas Izzo was born at 9:56pm, 7lbs 10oz, 21 inches long.
He came out crying and they announced "It's a boy" at which point I was too exhausted to register, I was just happy to hear a crying baby!!
He was a natural nurser and latched on almost immediately and proceeded to nurse for 2 hours! He didn't really eat the whole time, but I was just enjoying the bonding time (I guess he was too!). After all day of hard work on both our parts, I figured we deserved two hours together. GOD is Good, he gave me a healthy, baby BOY!
Proud Papa! Holding his second born baby boy for the first time. You can't tell by the photo but Jacob was awake and looking right into his father's eyes.
Jacob's first bath was in our room.
He didn't love getting wet or cold...Who can blame him?
The next morning. Tired Mommy and tired baby.
First visit from Big Brother and Big Sister!!
T-I-G-E-R-S!!! Clemson's littlest Tiger!
The hat and blanket were knitted by Jacob's 96 year old great grandmother.
Jacob meeting Nana for the first time!
And his big brother and sister...They are so amazed at how small he is!
Jacob almost always had his hands over or near his face during my ultrasounds, so naturally he likes to pull his hands out of his burrito to comfort himself!
Time to go home! Two things take be by surprise in this picture....1) The enormity of that pacifier 2) The tininess of baby Jacob in the carseat.....The funny face of Molly does not surprise me!
Wait....We can't leave without a ride on Mommy's hospital bed!
Oh and the infamous leaving the hospital in a wheelchair photo...What this isn't the norm? (Who let me leave looking like this? I'm surprised the nurse didn't wheel me back into the hospital. "Dang Girl, you are a mess!")
Holding baby Jacob. Molly loves to hold Jacob and he seems to enjoy being held!
Paulie was a little more apprehensive, but gentle still.
She takes "hold his head" very seriously!
Whoa Jacob, welcome to TX!...Where it's legal to carry concealed weapons....Put those guns away Daddy!
Daddy's in Heaven!
Buddha Baby....Jacob is finding his inner chi!
Counting all ten toes, while Paulie is showing Jacob his stuffed bunny rabbit.
Molly and Paulie are great siblings to Jacob and he's one lucky baby! Molly has been a huge help this past week, getting diapers, vaseline, wipes for diaper changes. And she is great at checking for dirty diapers! Although, she tells me she has to be 7 years old before she can change diapers....Darn, those Siblings Classes taught her nothing?! And if she had it her way Jacob would be sucking on a pacifier 24/7 and he wouldn't need to eat. She tells me, "Don't feed him." Hmmmm....
And last but not least....Paulie's first day of Kindergarten!
Paulie started Kindergarten the day after I came home from the hospital, Monday, August 25th (Pop-pop's birthday). He sure was a trooper and was nothing but excited for his big adventure! Paul, Molly, and I both walked him into school and to his classroom. I was a little emotional leaving him, but I tried not to think too much about it as I was a hormonal mess! His Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Munford, seems super nice and has been teaching for many years so I trust her whole heartedly with my first baby boy!
He wouldn't give me a kiss (WHAT?!), so I settled for a hug and pic.