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Eliot Says Hello | A Birth Story | Milk And Hannah | Columbus Birth Photographer

When I met Sasha and Corey for the first time, I stayed long and we talked much.
Birth, politics, cats, crime, philosophy, books, weddings, dentistry, college, real estate...
 It was dark when I left, and my heart was happy. 
We were a really good fit for a client-photographer relationship.
And as, like, friends.

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Sasha was sitting at 40 weeks and 2 days when I got a text message one Friday night at 9:23 PM. 
Two lovers had spent their afternoons at the Ohio State Fair walking and eating and not riding rides (because pregnant), and she was feeling pressure and pain that were different than the Braxton Hicks she'd been experiencing. She said she'd start timing them and circle back with me.

A 2:39 AM check-in reveals the contractions are consistent- but not so painful that she's ready to head into the hospital- and that she was resting in between.
Perfect.
I let her know that I'd check in with her in the morning.

8:26 AM: 

 
 

D E A R   S A S H A  :

You are an incredibly determined, loyal, loving, hilarious, glorious, cool as a cucumber woman
snd I want to be you when I grow up.
Thank you for inviting me into your sacred space. For allowing me the honor of documenting it. 
Eliot is lucky to have you as Mama, Corey is lucky to have you as his teammate and partner, and I am lucky to know you, and call you friend.

All my love.

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Birth Support: Sasha's Mom, and her husband, Corey.
Birthing Location: Riverside Methodist Hospital, Columbus, Ohio
 

Birth

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
 

In Home, Birth

A School Bus Home Birth | Ohio Birth Photography | Milk & Hannah |

I was on Instagram one evening after dinner decompressing from the day with a cup of hot coffee in my hand. I scrolled past photos of puppies and bellies and food and landed on a photo a friend and local midwife posted of her client's birthing land. She had hashtagged it #busbirth.

Um. WHAT?
a WHAT birth?

I texted her furiously.
She explained that Caroline and Seamus had recently relocated from Virginia onto a large plot of land they had purchased. They were remodeling a school bus into a livable home on the property. She confirmed that they were planning to deliver on the bus, in the middle of this large plot of land in the woods. But, it was 2 hours away from me. And she was due in 2 weeks.

All the details faded, but the story of this first time mama believing in herself. A warrior living off the grid and rooting for alternative options in life and birth. I loved it. I was (am) inspired by her boldness. I wanted to be there. I wanted to tell her story.

I asked her to tell them I wanted to be there.
She said she'd see what she could do.
I waited, impatiently.

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A few weeks later, Susette was born in the daylight aboard a school bus deep in the hills of Ohio. Chicago softly crackling on the turntable, chickens roamed outside and a fury of rays peeked through the gold tasseled curtains.

As the wood stove warmed and the wildflowers sprouted all along the valley, she breathed her first breaths of this wild world's air in the peaceful, serene, lush homeland that her parents had created for her. 

This is the story of that day.
 

Caroline,

I am in awe of you. So proud of your intense love for your partner and your daughter. You are incredible and I was honored to watch you become Mother. 

 

Midwives present:

Amy Knisley | Well Rounded Midwifery

Lora Hart | Ohio Home Birth 

Birth, Breastfeeding

The Birth of Elliot | Columbus Ohio Birth Photography | Milk & Hannah Photo

I walked through the doors of The Well to meet Jessica for the first time.

She had e-mailed me near the end of her pregnancy and we squeezed in a "hello-nice-to-meet-you" before a "hello-I-will-definitely-see-your-vagina-hopefully-we-like-each-other".

I arrived early, found a table in the corner and slumped into the curves of a modern wooden chair stationed across a twin of itself. I said hello to the owners, and ordered myself a dirty chai smoothie-my very favorite-while I awaited her arrival.

She walked in glowing, Her spirit was so tall, so wonderful.
She'd didn't know they served coffee, and held a near-empty Starbucks still hot and sitting in her palms. (I liked her already.) Having reached her caffeine limit for the day-she grabbed a homemade vegan chocolate peanut butter bar sitting in a basket by the register. And as she finished reading the label, we ventured back to the table to see if we were a good fit.

We so were.

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She labored quickly-mightily.

I arrived into her room right in the midst of her epidural- I excused myself to the waiting room while they finished up.

Beside the nursery a small slotted magazine rack was affixed to the wall.
The Boxcar Children squeezed in front of Time and Entertainment magazines.
I chuckled.

Her Mama and Daddy were perched on stools under the windows. Her father held in his eyes a weight of something only described as deep-deep love for his little girl

Once back in the room- her labor progressed rapidly, I began taking an account of the space around her. Accounting photographs for all the details lost while focusing on something much greater than the ticking and buzzing around her.

She was complete. She was ready. She grabbed some extra breaths and sent them to her baby.

Her mother spoke encouragement and admiration in Spanish. An intimate gift-only for the two of them- two mother's ears.

And soon enough--

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She saw his sweet face- and he hers.

in awe of his beauty...

And as their skin meshed together under the warmth of white sheets...

They fell madly in love.

To my empowered, wonderful, kind, badass Jessica:

You are an incredible Mother.
Thank you for allowing me the honor of photographing the birth of your Elliot.

All my love.