I remember that day like it was yesterday.
It was mid 2003. Our youngest daughter (now she’s the middle one) was about 5 months old. I had reluctantly allowed our pediatrician to vaccinate her. DTap and one other, I can’t remember which one.
I had just started to question whether all these “medical miracles” in the form of inoculations were necessary or not. But I didn’t have enough strength or knowledge yet to say no.
Her nap was too long that afternoon. When she awoke she wasn’t herself. She had been a giggly, happy baby. She now “stared off into space” and wasn’t responding to our prompts. Two days later, my husband asked “What is wrong with her? She isn’t the same. She won’t look at me.” My stomach literally flopped. I had been telling myself for two days that it was just me, my own fears, that there really wasn’t anything wrong. But now I knew.
I immediately went upstairs, got down on my knees by my bed and screamed and moaned a prayer out of the anguish of my very soul. We had had her prayed over and anointed with oil the Sunday before, for this very purpose, that nothing terrible would occur from the vaccinations. How could God let this happen?
All I can tell you is this – when she awoke from her nap that afternoon, after I cried out in despair to the Great Physician – she was her old bubbly self. She was our happy baby again. She was returned to us, that’s the only way I can put it.
There are, however, remnants of vaccine injury that she has overcome with time and healing supplements and whole foods. She walked on the tops of her toes, toes folded under, for a long time. She also would have moments of staring off into space and acting like she was in another dimension. She did this right up until she was maybe 8 years old.
She still has a few idiosyncracies but nothing that anyone other than immediate family would bother to notice.
This is my story. This is why I decided, way back before Facebook groups were a twinkle in Zuckerberg’s eye, that I would NEVER EVER vaccinate another child. I decided to never EVER go for “well child” visits and get harassed by someone that works for the machine. I decided to arm myself with knowledge. This is what this blog is all about – empowering mothers like myself, mothers that are AFRAID of some disease or illness that actually is MILD. Please, PLEASE arm yourself, Mama. You have so much more at your fingertips in this day and age than even I did. We didn’t have the internet on this island when I started this journey. All I had was Mothering magazine and various books. Here is a list of the resources I had at the beginning:
- Mothering Magazine – click here for link
- Natural Medicine For Children, by Julian Scott, PhD click here for my review
- Natural Family Living, by Peggy O’Mara
- Vaccinations: A Thoughtful Guide, by Aviva Jill Romm
- The ABC Herbal, by Stephen H. Horne
- Everybody’s Guide to Homeopathic Medicine, by Stephen Cummings, M.D. and Dana Ullman, M.P.H.
- The Encyclopedia of Country Living, by Carla Emery – click here for my review
- Countryside Magazine – available here
- Mary Jane’s Farm magazine – available here
Some of these titles are available on Amazon –
You can do this, Mama. You don’t have to be afraid. There are countless other mothers that have gone before you and paved the way. I invite you to join my Facebook group where we discuss all things natural living, including herbal remedies and whole foods – Faith, Hope, and Homekeeping
You’ll be asked three questions before admittance to the group – I have to do this to keep the “trolls” at bay. Please consider joining us. Also, please feel free to ask me any questions you might have. I’ve probably “been there and done that” and am more than happy to answer questions.
Some Scriptures to consider:
“And wisdom and knowledge shall be the stability of thy times…” Isaiah 33:6
“My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge…” Hosea 4:6
“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” Proverbs 31:27
Hold your head up high and arm yourself, Mama. You’ve got this.