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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. 582Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4SUzFYXItN
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 582Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBiFG8lCCUG
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 582Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzm7cbe6xLV
he pointed to her and said, 582Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrXVnLD4bS5
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 582Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoFPNzAXh9c
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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