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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. 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNiyIAHRNNx
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUd9TRFmd5T
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtIYxaOWoCV
he pointed to her and said, 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIe7nkMC3rz
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 565Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvsaDvimvox
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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