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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. 563Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjtaqRUkY4h
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 563Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpyphwZR9YK
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 563Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡofbh54njno
he pointed to her and said, 563Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Vj1BhGN3C
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 563Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0ijh0ghO31
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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