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Choose Life Radio broadcast

 My story on infertility, pregnancy with triplets, and work at a local pregnancy center are featured on Choose Life Radio this week. 

Go to www.chooseliferadio.com and look me up in the podcasts. 

I had the privilege of interviewing the host, Jill Taylor, last fall for Pregnancy Help News. After the interview she learned I had triplets and asked me to be a guest on the show. It was very humbling.

However, I will tell you that the bio of me on the website makes me uncomfortable. It says I am a freelancer who gets what she wants. That’s not true. 

I get what God wants for me.

Even so, it’s a blessing that people across the country hear our little story. I hope you are blessed. My goal is for my stories to bring encouragement and hope. 

I’m not sure how long I will keep blogging, but I pray some mom feels like she is NOT crazy after reading my  input in each post. 

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