Saint - Finding the Normalcy Within the Abnormality

Chapter 19

       When we got home Axton helped me out with the nursery. I took advantage of his athletic build and had him rearrange the entire layout. He didn't complain much and he even made us dinner. Although it was something Bianca brought us that he just put in the oven to reheat I still appreciate his efforts. As I ate he massaged my stomach after I told him I have been having weird dull pains all day. He also rolled out my ankles and put some gel on my thighs because of stretch marks. They don't tell you but once you get pregnant you get big everywhere not just your stomach. Maybe I was the only one who didn't know that though seeing as I'm a guy but whatever carpe diem. Axton put our dishes away and we lounge in the living room watching Netflix.

       "I think we should visit the hospital where you're going to deliver tomorrow," Axton says and I nod in agreement running my hand through his hair.

       "We need to make our little bag thing I see women make for when they are in the hospital," I say to him and he nods as well

       "Should we do that now?" He questions me

       "Nah we got time. Besides I want to know exactly what it is and what we might need to bring," I respond

       "That reminds me have you began to lactate?" He asked poking my chest

       "Very little. Like I don't even think it's enough to feed a child," I explain. "We're going to have to use formula."

       "I don't care as long as she eats," He said putting a hand on my belly

      "You mean he," I tease

       "Fuck off," He snorts

       That night while I was sleeping I don't remember what I was dreaming of but water gushed out of me like a waterfall. I was embarrassed so I got out of bed as quietly as I can to get a damp rag. I'm going to wash the sheets tomorrow but I can clean as much as I can now. I turn on the lamp so I can see better but when I pull the sheets back I can't move. For the first time in months regarding my child's life, I'm scared.

       "Axton get up now!" I exclaimed tears pooling in my eyes. He startles awake and gives me a questioning glance. "We have to go to the hospital now!"

       He gets the idea and looks at the sheets. He looks at me almost immediately in the same shock I am in.

       "Jake is that blood?"

       I throw my rag down and move to put on some shoes. He follows quickly and helps me put on my shoes. Our town is small so the hospital we agreed to deliver our child is a more advanced bigger one. The problem with that is it's thirty minutes away. As he was helping me into the elevator I'm hit with my first contraction. I scream bloody fucking murder because it's the worst pain I've ever felt in my life. Honestly, fuck those women who give birth because I feel as though my contractions are worse. Why? Because my body just wants the thing out instead of actually preparing it for birth. While we were in the elevator Axton picks me up since it's faster than trying to walk on my own. That's when we both realize that I'm still bleeding. By the time we got in his car it was a bloodbath. I'm covered in blood he's covered in it as well. I hold onto my stomach which seems to be having never ending contractions.

       "Call someone," Axton says chucking his phone at me so he could focus on driving

       I dial his parents. They don't pick up. I dial my parents. They don't pick up. Having no one else to turn to I dial Brendan's number. Just when I think he won't pick up, he answers with a gruff voice. He asks who I was and I began to bawl into the phone.

       "Brendan go to my apartment and get us some things. I'm in labor. Get our parents and everybody just please Brendan," I sob he hangs up when he gets the message

       I put the phone somewhere and hold my stomach crying in pain at the severity of my contractions. It feels as though I'm dying like my soul is being forcefully ripped from my body.

       "Axton promise me if you have to make a choice you'll choose the baby," I say for no reason.

       "Shut up," He snaps speeding up

       "If it's a girl name her Pandora," I sob relentlessly

       "Shut up Jacob!" He snaps. "You're not going to die and I rather live my life with you than that child so no I won't choose it."

       This is the first time I heard him say something like that. He always jokes around saying that he loves it more than me that I never actually thought he would be able to say such a thing. After what seems like an eternity we arrived at the hospital. Because of all the blood, we are immediately put into a room. My sweatpants are cut off and the doctor in charge is baffled at the sight.

       "Shit," He says under his breath. "Sweetheart, you cannot push anymore or you will not be able to have a cesarean."

       "I'm not pushing," I sob out

       "You are. We can already see a crown. Prepare the room for- goddamn it," The doctor exclaims as I scream. "Forget it! He has to deliver naturally."

       "What!" Axton exclaims causing the help to be startled

       "Great. You help hold his legs up," The doctor said

       Axton was by my side in a second helping hold my legs up with some nurses. Hands down birth might just be the worst thing I will ever go through. Axton was bawling as soon as they told me it was safe to push. Because they don't know much about male births they told me it'd be better to push whenever I felt I should. After a few pushed the head was out and when they cleaned out the lungs it began to cry. The told me to push one last time and I had successfully given birth.

       "Axton," I sob as he holds me. "I love you."

       "I love you so much more Jacob," He cries into my shoulder.

       I was tended to after I was forced to push out my afterbirth. They cleaned me up and gave me a hospital gown and made sure everything was okay. Our child which we didn't even get to see is still having test run but the nurse said it only takes a few minutes. During this time I was allowed visitors and our family and friends came rushing in asking us what happened. When I told them I had given birth naturally they were floored. But I would be too. As Axton was telling everybody the story a knock came to the door. The nurse came in wheeling a little crib with our child inside of it. Although he is only a few minutes old I can tell he was very curious about life as his eyes went everywhere around him even though he can't see it yet.

       "It's a boy," Jaceson states. "You lose Ax."

       "So mother gets to bond with the child first. Nothing personally dad but that's just how it is," She said taking him out of the crib and placing him on my chest

       His blue eyes look up at me through his monolids making me laugh. He looks just like Ax and Leon. He opens his mouth as if to imitate me but ends up yawning instead.

       "Dad, can I get the name?" She asked holding his clipboard in her hand and staring at Axton

       "Yea. Saint Taro Ohara," He says. "That's not spelled the Irish way either."

       "It's not?" I ask making Leon burst into fits

       "You chose a nice name," Leon compliments Axton. "Taro. Do you want more?"

       "What does it mean?" I ask

       "First son," Axton says with a smirk. "We need to try for a girl."