My little girl is two months old. Two months! I can hardly believe it. It’s true, once you have a child time is measured differently. Yesterday we went apple picking and as I was pushing the stroller around I was thinking about how I wasn’t even pregnant last year when we went picking. We had started trying and I really didn’t know when, or if it was going to happen and then fast forward a year later and BAM we have been blessed with a two month old.
C is currently chilling in the magic swing. A hand me down from my sister-in-law that I would have gladly paid double for. That’s how good it is. She had some vaccinations today and is out like a light. And we just got up from a 2 hour nap. Thank God. I feel bad saying it, seeing that it is a result of potentially dangerous substances in her body, but she hasn’t been generous with sleep the last few nights and I needed it.
Prior to her appointment I did vaccination research. I posted in my mom Facebook groups, read The Vaccine Book by Dr. Sears, looked at NVIC, AAP, and various other sites, talked to my husband and prayed on it and going into the pediatrician’s office we still didn’t know how many vaccinations we were going to give her today.
We knew we wanted to vaccinate. I know it’s a hot topic right now, and a personal decision for every caregiver but we feel that it is selfish not too. The only reason some parents even have the option not too is because other parents are vaccinating, thus potentially putting their children at risk and protecting non-immunized children through herd immunity. We just didn’t know when we wanted to vaccinate. Well, my husband knew when he wanted to but like a good husband he deferred to me and what I was most comfortable with.
I wasn’t concerned with C getting injected with all of these diseases, I was concerned with her getting all of the other crap that is in these shots-mainly aluminum. But there are plenty of other ingredients in there to be wary about too-formaldehyde, sugar, monkey kidney tissue and fetal calf plasma to name a few.
On one hand if shots are going to be traumatic it makes sense to do them fewer days instead of spacing them out. On the other hand, if the baby can’t process all of the aluminum it might be better to space them out. But if aluminum is bad and anything over a certain amount is harmful, and that threshold is already reached, does it even matter if she gets more than that?
And while C and I are paraben and sulfate free and eat relatively healthy we are not organic and if she’s getting GMO’s and hormones and red dye on occasion what’s a little formaldehyde?
Then it occurred to me that I have taken drugs and gotten tests and followed doctor’s orders without question. Was I being naive? Do I just not care that much about myself? No. It is just a different story when it’s your child.
I shared my concerns with the doctor (well not the crazy ones) and we decided to do three vaccinations today. Two shots-DTaP (since there has been cases of whooping cough in my area) and polio, and one oral-rotavrus. We made an appointment to go back a month later for the other two, HIB and PCV. If all goes well we will get the whole series month four. I thought that once we started an alternate schedule we had to continue that route and it was good to know that is not the case. I also got the manufacture’s name and lot number for each vaccination, just in case she has a reaction.
So far so good. Sleeping beauty is up. I am typing with one hand and keeping the pacifier in her mouth with the other hand while holding her on my lap. I’m not sure how I’m going to be able to make dinner like this. Maybe I should call my husband and ask him to bring home something. Anything without fetal cow plasma and monkey kidney tissue.