I'm beginning to get the hang of taking care of her on my own. I'm usually with her for a little over nine hours, but I'm figuring out how to break up the day. The past week was really challenging because we both were sick - in fact, the whole house came down with the stomach flu. Not good. Even the renovations guys got sick.

Still -- it's rewarding when each day comes to a close and I somehow managed to feed her / change her / and make her happy - to the best of my abilities. I think I said this before - but it's worth saying again - raising a child is the hardest job on the planet. Don't try to convince me otherwise - I won't believe you.

The weekend is here. Less than two weeks until Christmas. All I want is strength to raise Mae the right way.

Oh -- and there's a full moon today -- beware!

Listening to: No One to Depend On - Santana

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