Ricky Martin: Mum helps me burp my babies
‘I was sweating because I was so nervous,’ he admits.
‘My family was there, and friends. But I just needed to look at my sons. They were swaddled but I was like, “I want to see their toes, I want to see their bellies. I want to touch their hands!”
'I needed to hold them. I wanted them to know my scent. It was a special moment.’
Ricky, 36, was so determined to be a good dad that he refused to accept help from his family.
‘The first two weeks I did everything for them myself,’ he tells Hello!
‘Until one day my mum said, “Ricky please! Allow us to help you. You’re a zombie already.”
'I wanted to change them, feed them, burp them, bathe them, all with no help. Mum said, “Okay, enough is enough, please, can I burp the child? It’s not about you, it’s about the baby.”
'So that’s when I realised there was nothing to be ashamed about asking for help.’