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Today my son turned seven, and I turned 23. Yes, I had him on the day I turned 16. Many of the choices I made when I was a teenager were beyond foolish, and I still have my regrets. And even though I know I’ve grown, I sometimes I get worried that I’m bringing my son up wrong—that I’m somehow subconsciously passing my past foolishness on to him.
But today I took him to the park to celebrate our birthdays. 486Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1MHPwb0ha8
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 486Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEzBXjW8XAE
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 486Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwAg8ucL039
he pointed to her and said, 486Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvivMZ1m6wT
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 486Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrTrlYuAjGj
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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