Whitney

Whitney
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When Whitney fell in love with a handsome Texan, she just knew that someday they would call Texas home. Her family has been in San Antonio for two years now and they couldn't be happier. She loves the heat, the tacos, and the family-friendly feel of the Alamo City. A typical day for Whitney consists of taming her two wild ginger children with some running, reading, and resting sprinkled throughout. Her son has profound hearing loss and wears both a hearing aid and a cochlear implant. Her daughter has selective, self-imposed hearing loss that I'm told cannot be corrected with any form of technology. Simply put, those crazy kiddos are her world. In Whitney's former, non-mom life, she taught ninth grade English. Working with students on their writing was her absolute favorite and she's always been passionate about helping kids become writers.

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