Cole Justen Solorzano

After what felt like 10 long months of being pregnant, Thursday 11/11 morning at 5:30 am I went to the hospital to have my c-section. Get there, the maternity ward is packed with pregnant women or women who just had there babies. Like did everyone want to have there babies on veterans day or what? So they put me in a room with two other ladies who where in full blown labor. Now keep in mind only a curtain was separating us, someone who has never been in labor before let me tell u it sounded scary. The one lady was dilated to a 7, screaming at her husband something is coming out get the nurse. Nurse comes in checks her, she is at a 9. They wheel her away, 20 minutes later I am still waiting & here comes her husband wheeling in a crib. I'm like no way that was to fast.

About 7:30 they come and wheel me to the operating room, the guy who gives u the drugs I can't spell it but he was hilarious... cracking jokes about my tattoos, they had the radio on in the operating room. It was just a chilled atmosphere I wasn't nervous at all. I am just laying there waiting to hear a cry from my son. Then I hear my dr. say "Holy cow look at the shoulders on that guy". My mom goes he has to weigh more then your brother did. My brother was 8, 14. I'm thinking no way... Then I heard him cry, made me so happy to know he is finally here. Then my mom went with him & the nurse down stairs to weigh him. They called up to my dr. & told her he was 9 pounds, 11 ounces. I couldn't believe it, I worked my whole pregnancy in a warehouse. Towards the end I was very uncomfortable & now I knew why.

Around 10 I was still in recovery which with Chloe I was in a room right away but like I said it was so packed with pregnant women there finding a room was almost impossible. Chloe wasn't supposed to come back there but they let her, my mom, my dad, my sister & my brother in law. Shortly after I finally got a room, but on the ICU pediatrics floor full of sick kids. So I wasn't allowed to leave my room, to avoid getting my newborn son sick. My nurses were wonderful, I felt so blessed to have them help me the way they did. Then Friday a room on the maternity floor finally opened up and I got moved down there.

Saturday afternoon we got to come home, and I think Chloe was more happy then I was. She was so sad that she was not allowed to sleep in the hospital with me for 2 nights. She got to sit next to her brother the car ride home and make sure he was ok. She felt so important. The first night sleeping was a joke, it was the night of the UNLV football game. So we heard it all, the kids kinda slept but we were all in the living room. Chloe refused to sleep in her room with out her brother.

Today Cole is 5 days old, he is a wonderful little boy. He nurses very well, which is a huge relief for his momma. Even though it is not the most comfortable thing in the world but MUCH cheaper & healthier then formula. I'm looking forward to being able to push them in the awesome double stroller I got, to the park here shortly...