I’d wanted to be a wife and mom since I was a little girl, playing with my dolls, and I’d never met the right man, at least one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and have babies with, so I put the baby thing on the back burner, with the burner turned off, thinking it would never happen for me, and I had gotten to where I accepted it, resigned to it, and threw myself more into my career, married to it, I suppose.  It started when I did a story on a family that had had all their children born on Thanksgiving days of the years they were born.  I was in the restaurant when she delivered her latest baby-on Thanksgiving Day.  I spent some time with them, after my story was done, and I still keep in touch with them all the time.  Being around them, the babies, he...

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