It’s been a long time since I last blogged and there’s been a reason for that. I think the photo below speaks more than my words:
This was taken in April 2012 when we discovered Emma was pregnant, it seems like a lifetime ago now and so much has happened since then. All the preparation for our new life as a family has occupied most of my time and my photography had to take a back seat for a while. We’re all back on track now though and I have a beautiful subject to practise on
Anyway enough babbling and lets get down to the tale I wanted to tell. Our daughters birth. Not one to shy away from recording our special moments together I brought my camera along when Emma went into hospital. Don’t worry, I wasn’t there to photograph the grizly moments or leave Emma without any help; I held her hand and even held her up when she needed me and did all I could do to help; I photographed only when things were quiet and I wasn’t needed. I wanted to capture the mood and the memories of the birth in whatever way they came. However it wasn’t the mad rush to the hospital that I was expecting, nothing cliched like that, in fact it was a very slow build up and there was a lot of waiting around once Emma had been admitted, which was a whole 2 days before our little girl was born! I won’t go into the details of why Emma was admitted so early but needless to say we were all very anxious for things to progress.
And progress they did; Emma was admitted on the Monday and at around 4am the next morning she was in labour. I wasn’t allowed to stay at the hospital and was limited to visiting hours, so I leapt out of bed and started getting ready. I then got a text from Em telling me that they (“they” being the midwives) didn’t want me to come in. This I thought rather strange, but reluctantly I went back to bed, though I didn’t sleep well. When I arrived in the morning she was fine and was clearly not in labour. Apparently she was in “latent labour” . Well that was progress I thought
Boyd by the news I stayed by Em’s side patiently waiting, and waiting, and waiting. I must have looked out at the view over Bristol a thousand times and became fascinated by the cranes building a new ward block onto the Bristol Royal Infirmary. Finally though the night came and it all started…

Introducing Verity Scull-Brown
I hope you like my little post. We are so happy that she’s arrived with us and we are looking forward to our new life together.
Happy New Year!
Adam






















































































































