Stockton couldn't breath right, keep his own tempature, or eat. So he had a feeding tube and antibiotics and sugar water running in an IV in his head. Every few days the vein would collapse and they would have to move it to a new space. It was terrible to watch and I wanted to punch all those nurses who hurt my baby. He was in the incubator seen below and we were only allowed to hold him twice a day. This was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. He was mostly kept naked, but on this particular day we were allowed to put him in a cute outfit.