Miracle Babies

I asked when he would likely lose his ability to walk, and the specialist told me it would happen sometime around middle school.

Instead of hearing the sound of a crying baby, I heard hysteria in the room as the doctors struggled to gain access to your airway.

He told her that a woman in the car had to give birth earlier than expected—meaning now!—and they were waiting for an ambulance to arrive. Sara, who just happens to be a professional midwife, quickly ran to the vehicle.

We had started out rather late—apparently too late to arrive at the hospital in time.

Today for the third time in my life, I saw that magical pink line, that little line that will change my life forever. I'm pregnant. Again. Today is a special day. Today I ask G‑d that you be my first, that you will be born...

"You're going to be the grandma in the park," a distant aunt said when she heard I was pregnant again. "Oh, was it an accident?" a neighbor questioned, looking at the ground sadly. They didn't know. They didn't know about the three back-to-back miscarriages, about the rows and rows of fertility medications...

The Rebbe himself had no children, yet he gave so many people blessings for children. Who are the Rebbe’s children?

There I was again, in the familiar corridor at the Bikur Cholim hospital in Jerusalem. But this time I had two healthy children at home, which gave me hope that maybe, just maybe, there would be good news...

We saw more doctors and underwent more invasive tests, all with the same conclusion: IVF was our only option...

People said that, given our disabilities, we'd be irresponsible if we went ahead and had a baby.