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The day my life actually began was November 11, 1999. This was the day that my son, Christopher, was born. As a first-time father, I had no idea what to do or expect. Its not like kids come with an instruction manual. I would have to learn how to care for, teach, and financially support this little life that was as much a part of me as it was my wife. I learned quickly that caring for Christopher was a lot of hard work. There were the feedings that occurred every 2-3 hours. These feedings vary in amounts just as they do in the times. Then there was the changing of the diapers, which occurred whenever I would feed him and sometimes in between. Which I must confess at first were not that bad but as he got older