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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. 574Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ADB0dakT4
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 574Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKnhMIAxCQr
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 574Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGIgEAFzFt7
he pointed to her and said, 574Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojj1QNJwbA
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 574Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLZv2erCn6j
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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