Axel didn't have a name for the first 24-ish hours of his life. Mike and I wanted to meet him before we dubbed him anything. We’d narrowed our favorite names down to Axel or Gabriel. I wanted his middle name to be Rain. I love the rain...it's cleansing and powerful, but can also be calming and majestic. Rain makes me think of new life, so it felt fitting for our new little babe. And it actually happened to be raining the morning he was born.
I took these photos a few days shy of his one month mark. Looking back I wish I had hired someone to come to our home and take newborn photos when he was just a few days old. Before he was born I had thought I would of course just do them myself. Then he arrived and my recovery was much more difficult and debilitating than I had anticipated. It wasn't until about three weeks postpartum that I was physically able to snap these. Nonetheless, here's our angelface at almost a month old...
Axel Rain Green
His Birth Story
Sometime around the middle of the third trimester I had a knowing that you weren’t going to wait until your May 5th due date to arrive. You were going to be an April baby. I could just feel it. I thought you were going to come on April 28th…but you decided to make it a day earlier…
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Red Wings drop out in the first round of playoffs. It’s official; your dad will be home for your birth! Silver lining to the end of the season.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
I’m craving pancakes.
Your dad and I go to a local diner to satiate my pancake need. We have a normal day running some errands and then go home to rest. I couldn’t rest though. There were the whisperings of new life pumping through my veins.
Around 4:30/5PM my water broke. I wasn’t sure that’s actually what it was though so I texted my doula (or angel as I think of her). She advised me to eat something, try and rest, and to let her know if I started having contractions.
I ate a pb+j and some chicken noodle soup.
The contractions started. I thought perhaps they were just Braxton Hicks (false/preparatory) contractions. I began timing them. They were ten minutes apart. I let my doula know and called our midwife to let her know too. They said I could labor longer at home, or head to the ABC unit (the natural birthing unit within the hospital I was to deliver at). At this point my contractions were five minutes apart. I told Mike we should head to the hospital. You were ready to come.
It was all green lights on the 15 minute drive to the hospital. Thank you Universe! Guardian angels were looking out for us because it was no more than ten minutes after we arrived at the ABC unit that I went into full-blown labor. The contractions were intense. My nurse was sweet, but also a chatty-kathy. She was trying to explain the whole birthing process and how beautiful and natural it is - all while I had amniotic fluid running down my legs and major contractions happening. Sorry Kathy, beat it. I let Mike listen while I peed for the 10 millionth time.
Candles and Chet Baker filled our room with soft light and soothing sound.
My doula and your dad set a calm, loving, ethereal mood for the work we had ahead of us. I spent the majority of my nine hours of labor in the tub, fiercely holding onto your dad. The contractions were an otherworldly kind of pain. I felt as though that pain was going to swallow me up, and I almost wished it did just so it would be done. Around the ninth hour of labor I asked my midwife if I could start pushing, thinking I needed some sort of “go-ahead” from someone other than myself haha. She said “yep!” So I promptly hauled myself out of the tub and moved to the side of the bed. I pushed for one hour with every ounce of strength within my mind, body and soul. Then my midwife told me it was time to pull you out. I didn’t think I could, but somehow I got up onto my knees on the bed and pulled you out and into the world. You did it! We did it!
You were so sweet from conception to birth. Only now I could feel your sweetness in my arms. Mike was tearing up and I was so relieved you were here. It was the hardest work I’d ever done, or ever will do, with the sweetest reward at the finish.
Wednesday, April 27, 2016, 5:45am
Axel Rain Green, you were born my luv.
7lbs 1oz, 20.5 inches long
bright eyed and curious