Will I ever again doubt that miracles exist? Not after giving birth to my daughter at 47 without fertility treatments, after surviving breast cancer.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
A miracle is really the only way to describe motherhood and giving birth. It's unbelievable how God has made us women and babies to endure and be able to do so much. A miracle, indeed. Such an incredible blessing.
It's not that I don't believe in miracles, but I never quite trust that they're real.
Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
Miracles happen everyday, change your perception of what a miracle is and you'll see them all around you.
I don't have a problem with the concept that miracles might occasionally occur at moments of great significance, where there is a message being transmitted to us by God Almighty. But as a scientist, I set my standards for miracles very high.
The first moment I saw my wife breastfeed our daughter minutes after birth, I was hit with a thunderbolt of understanding and awe for the miracle of it all, and I still feel that way.
I don't believe in miracles.
I don't believe in miracles because it's been a long time since we've had any.
People talk about the miracle of birth. No. There's the miracle of conception. I did IVF, but nothing happened. So I began to think of adoption, and then I got pregnant. It was definitely a miracle.
There won't be any miracles. We never promised any. But as we have said before, when things are done properly, the results come in.