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Mom Of A Teenager 8

Posted on September 01, 2009 by Lisa

My son is 13 years old today. I can’t believe this.

It’s official.

I’m a mom of a teenager!

I know I’m not that old but I sure do feel old.  I was 21 when I had him.

I can still remember the day I found out I was pregnant.  I bought a pregnancy test at a pharmacy store on Central Ave. in Yonkers, NY.  My boyfriend (my husband now) and I decided to eat lunch at Nathan’s not far away.  After we ate, I told him that I wanted to take the test.  He wanted me to wait until we got home.  But  I needed to know because I was feeling too sick.

After I got out of the bathroom, I showed him the pregnancy test. Read the rest of this entry →

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