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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. 596Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOe2ux44ScW
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 596Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtiXxo8xHqw
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 596Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhyCZAgaOiA
he pointed to her and said, 596Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsXgHeL7gE6
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 596Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSBydP1muVv
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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