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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. 644Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqdCefo2bx2
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 644Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡumab5r8tus
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 644Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoZ3lmeQE86
he pointed to her and said, 644Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmP5iXa8Ga8
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 644Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqnO4n2IhXV
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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