ricky's first weeks were a blur of medication, sleep, shock, pain & of course... falling in love. he was my tiniest baby & seemed to keep shrinking until we realized that he wasn't getting the nourishment he needed from my milk & switched to formula. my mom & i would undress him & he looked like a little bird, it was so sad! he fussed a lot, but when we figured it out (an episode that included me on the floor of rite aid bawling & feeding him a bottle i ripped out of a package) he was a new, happy & content little man & started packing on the ounces. these pictures are some of his first & you can see how tiny he was at one point, barely 5 pounds...
