HOSPITAL HORROR My baby was SWAPPED AT BIRTH
Wow, I thought. He looks like his dad! I’d just had my first glimpse of my tiny baby boy, Jacob.
Earlier that day, I’d gone to the hospital for my 35-week check-up. But the doctor had realised Jacob was in trouble.
‘Mrs Casanellas, this baby needs to be born today,’ he’d said.
Usually, my husband, Richard, then 41, would have been by my side, but he’d had to go out of town.
‘Can’t we wait until tomorrow?’ I begged.
