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Mama Births with a Broken Leg | Welcoming Avett Luther | Columbus Ohio Birth Photographer | Milk And Hannah

Just over 2 weeks before her expected due date, a very pregnant Allyson fell down the back steps of she and her husband's home and broke her right leg.
Severely.
In the middle of Summer.

With an immediate need for surgery on her broken leg, and the need to wait for baby to arrive before that could be completed, an induction was set for a Friday night, and in Allyson went to begin the process.

Keeping in close contact with her and her husband, Dave, throughout the evening and following day, it was finally time to head to the hospital as things ramped up Saturday evening. I arrived just before 10pm, just over 24 hours after her arrival. 


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With her crutches propped against the delivery room wall, she sat in the dim light from the bathroom, spilling out from behind the cracked door onto her bed. The warm glow casted shadows over her support system as they worked to comfort and nurture her through the throws of labor-through the throws of labor with a broken leg.

And right as the clock struck Midnight, she met her sweet son, Avett Luther, face to face.

A  L  L  Y  S  O  N  : 

I am often floored by the strength of women, but it isn't often that I witness the strength of a Mama like you.
Thank you for letting me be a small part in the telling of your story-the story of wonder and awe and the welcoming of your darling Avett.
He is a masterpiece.

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Birth Team:
Husband + Mama for support
Doula: Katie Quinn, Dayton, Ohio
Midwives: OSU Midwives L. Schrader and E. Neiman
 

Birth, In Home

The Christmas Lotus Home Birth of Giovanni | Milk & Hannah Photo | Columbus OH Birth Photographer

"Miranda's water broke."
The message flashed across my screen from Amy, Miranda's midwife, as the clock in the corner of my Macbook clicked over to 11:00pm.

She wasn't due for 2 weeks.
Surprise, anxiety, and ecstasy floated through my brain channels.

"Sleep fast." she wrote shortly after-and I closed my laptop.

Switching my phone to "Loud" I pulled Ruby against my breast for a last feeding and started a night of alternating between snoozing and waking to obsessively check my phone for an update-in fear I may have missed something.

The next morning at 8:00am, I awoke to check in with Amy.
We agreed to meet at their home at 9:00am.

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I arrived at 9:10am

The first real snowfall laid atop the ground outside... as magical as it was to see--these two had something even more so together as she labored in front of the fireplace. The light from the Christmas tree twinkling behind them.

Two braided pig tails sat on her collar bones.
She wore her lover's blank tank top.
The way the fabric fell over her belly made me swoon.
 

Shortly after our arrival, and after a brief period of separating herself to connect with her body, intensity came quickly.
It was time to utilize the birthing pool that had been filling in the kitchen.
Continuous streams of boiling pots on the cooktop.

As she surged, Jesse, her partner, dipped white washrags into cups of gas station ice water, immediately placing them against the skin of her face. She was very warm, and very uncomfortable.

And ready to move on from the tub.
As she exited, another surge welcomed itself, her midwife held her up and danced side to side as it subsided.

She headed upstairs to sit on the toilet, just for a few, and on her way back to the birthing pool, she surged once again, and found refuge laid across their bed.

With her partner,
And her midwife.

A few moments later, she was back in the warm water refuge of the birthing pool. The second midwife of her birth team, Lora, had arrived - surrounded by candles, sweet Christmas music, and the light from the kitchen windows, she continued her wonderful, life-changing journey of motherhood.

Soon-the unpredictable journey of birth turned once again.
The birthing pool was no longer a space of comfort, and so up the stairs they headed, once again. To the master bedroom.

She was glorious. A site to behold. A goddess. A warrior. A pillar of boldness and of vulnerability all at once.

She was a story.
A metaphor of beauty and pain and strength.
Looking at her labor was to read a novel cover to cover-and to be honored to do so.
I was honored to do so.

As she laid across her lover's lap...

As she surrendered to her body and listened to it--

As she breathed in the air of the Winter winds outside.. letting them swirl in her lungs...

There he was.

 

Welcome to the world, G.
You are more loved than you could ever imagine.
And your mama?



You rocked it, M.
All my love.
 


Midwife: Amy Knisley / Well Rounded Midwifery
Midwife: Lora Hart / Ohio Home Birth
Birth Photographer: Milk & Hannah Photo
 Birth Pool: Waterbith Solutions

Birth

The Birth of P | Columbus OH Birth Photography | Milk & Hannah Photo

It was late.
Very late.

I rode up the elevator and walked into where a Mama was nearing the end of her stunt as being "home".
She was beautiful, peaceful, happy, and ready.

Several hours, a nap for four, hot coffee, a handful of popsicles, and one pair of blue socks later...

There she was.
A 5-pound Moonbeam.

Wide-eyed, wondering, wonderful.

She couldn't stop staring at her Mama.
She knew she was looking at Home.

 

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This is the story of darling Baby P.

 

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welcome, P.

 

Birth

The Birth of Arbor Jane | Milk & Hannah Photo | Columbus, Ohio Birth Photographer | Adena Regional Medical Center

Just outside her window, passerby's walked with newspapers lifted high above them, keeping the wet, heavy drops from meeting their skin.

The air was chilly.

Inside her danced life.
A life with a gender awaited and guesses made.


She was strong.

And when her body told her, quietly and quickly, surely and with force, that it was time-she listened. Surrendered.

 

As the sun went down and the trickles ran down the hospital windows.

Through cries of strength and power.

She birthed their child.


A daughter.
Arbor Jane.

 

 

welcome, sweet girl.

you are so very loved.