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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. 499Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcT0naC4HgJ
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 499Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUEwYUBGRk2
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 499Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQFDMA5ciUn
he pointed to her and said, 499Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5nkQQWPrOg
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 499Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡad7ip5ZfQO
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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