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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. 534Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡul3fKF0gx0
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 534Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3j0Lx8kUy7
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 534Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ82GaDdK1ZF
he pointed to her and said, 534Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJBsa2oV6pf
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 534Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVGZyqMhzZd
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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