This is my story.
About Me
I like to think of myself as a simple, everyday mom. I don’t like to sew. I’m not a ‘Martha-Stewart- kinda woman (although sometimes wish I were). Health for me and my family is important. We have instinctively stayed away from processed and preservative filled foods (thank you Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods). I enjoy cleaning the house and I stay pretty busy everyday with the normal mommy duties.
Vaccine History
My “vaccine-awareness” story (for lack of a better phrase) began in 2010 shortly after the birth of our third child, Phoebe. Up until this time I vaccinated both my children and always stayed on top of the vaccine schedule through wellness visits, etc. They gave me a very structured schedule to follow and so I did. If I missed a visit, the pediatrician would always make a reminder call and I would be in next week. I never thought about the process – this is simply what you do when you have kids, right?
I never thought to question these visits. Sure it broke my heart every time my children received a shot. I cried at all of Hannah’s because she was my first. With Christopher, I was stronger because I had been through it with Hannah and I knew what to expect. Plus this was ‘for their health.’ It’s required and who was I to question. I mean, why would I? The doctor said it’s safe and they have to have the best interest of my children in mind. That’s what I would tell myself. So I vaccinated them completely. They received everything they needed to enter school and so on. (sigh)
My Crisis
Then Phoebe came along. There is something that I will say about this child: Phoebe is very special! She has been the most ‘perfect baby’ I could have ever hoped for or imagined. From the moment I held her in the hospital, there was something so sweet and almost magical about her. She held her head up for the first 3 hours in the hospital, looking all around. She would already be looking into my face and apparently studying it. She was very aware and very alert. She ate well and slept beautifully. Pacifying her was the easiest thing in the world. Upon leaving the hospital, Phoebe received her Hepatitis B vaccine because – as I was told – that’s just what we need to do before leaving the hospital.
Fast forward two months and it was now time for her first ‘wellness’ visit and thus her first set of vaccines. Up to this point, Phoebe had never cried except for when she was overly tired or hungry. It was really strange how utterly content she was. Sometimes, when she was hungry, I would just let her cry for a few minutes because it was such a sweet soft cry and I hardly ever heard it. Sounds crazy I’m sure, but I promise it’s true.
So I took Phoebe in for her doctor’s visit. Everything was perfect on her: weight, height, etc. At the end of the visit, the nurse came back in to administer the vaccinations. She administered the shots and yes, Phoebe cried, which was what I had expected. I immediately picked her up and held her in my arms. I consoled her, nursed her and comforted her best I could. She cried most of the way home but that was very typical. I knew this from my other children. I thought nothing of it. When I got home though things changed and this is where it all began for me.
Phoebe began crying in a way I had never heard her. It wasn’t even just a cry, it was a wail. She would straighten her legs and scream at the top of her lungs. It was like nothing I had ever heard before, from either of my other children. Her eyes were huge and her face was bloodshot red. Immediately, my God- given ‘mother’s instinct’ told me something was very wrong. Now, if you are a mother, you know what I’m talking about. It is that undeniable, gut-wrenching feeling in the middle of your being that you can not ignore, even if you tried. My heart flipped upside down and immediately I started asking, “What have I done?”
Phoebe cried, non-stop for four hours. I walked around my house holding my precious baby girl wondering what in the hell was happening to her. Clearly something had happened. It was like she was being burned and tormented. I know how over the top that sounds but that is the best description I can offer. She was trapped in her own little body and I had no way of helping her. When I would look at her face, she would look me in the eyes and scream. It was as if she was saying, “Mommy, make it stop.” I will never forget these hours in which I was convinced I had lost my little girl. Something was happening to her and I could not make it stop. I could not comfort her. I could not bring her peace. It was beyond my control. Her little body was exhausted from crying, her head would hang low even as she was wailing with all her strength. Then, every few minutes, her legs would shoot straight out stiff and the wailing would begin again. My world had stopped.
The screaming continued into the night and the next day. I would say she cried uncontrollably for twenty-four hours straight. My sweet precious little angel... what had happened? Immediately I knew this was a result from the vaccines. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.
My Journey
For the next two weeks, my heart was in turmoil. I could not believe what I witnessed and was scared to death for her four month wellness visit for more of the same vaccines. My heart went into mayhem and I could not sleep. I asked my husband to be praying for Phoebe and for me.
During these next few weeks I knew I needed to research and study these vaccines. I didn’t know where to start. I had no one I could turn to because no one really talks about these things. So I prayed. I asked the Lord, “Help me, give me wisdom on how to handle this whole thing. I don’t know where to turn.”
Some may say it’s a coincidence, but I know my prayer was answered. Anyway, whatever your beliefs are here, the timing for me could not have been more perfect. I would like to call it a “Divine Intervention”. I reconnected with a childhood friend through an e-mail, just saying hello. She was on my heart, so I emailed her. She e-mailed me right back and shared a little of her life story with me. She shared with me that she was in the middle of writing a book on vaccine awareness. Needless to say, I was floored.
With her help and much prayer, I was able to surround myself with the recourses I needed to study and understand the vaccine/medical and pharmaceutical industries from both sides and not just what I learned from my pediatrician. Not just from the literature they gave me but from other sources as well.
I learned about the history of vaccinations and long term damage and side-effects they are causing. I learned about what they do to the child’s developing mind and body. Most importantly, I heard scores of personal testimonies of real parents who watched their children disappear before their eyes after receiving a vaccine. I had no idea these sources existed. I had never had a reason to look. The information I obtained, the studies I read and facts that I learned about vaccines were shocking to me. Shocking, and appalling.
In the time between Phoebe’s two and four month ‘wellness’ visit, when my heart was in complete disarray, I made a commitment to my husband that I needed to learn as much as I can before we put another needle in the arm of any of our children. I asked him to trust me with what I was learning and assured him that this would help us to make the best decision for our family. I, my husband and several friends earnestly prayed over this decision and have come to the conclusion, after hours of research that we will no longer vaccinate our children.
I believe with all my heart that Phoebe would be damaged somehow if I continued down this road. She had a reaction that no doctor can tell me is normal. And if they did, shame on them. The sad thing is that, from what I learned, Phoebe’s reaction was nothing compared to what some other parents have gone through. I say that with a broken heart for those families. The stories I have heard and read are nothing short of heartrending.
This is what awakened me to the dangers of vaccines: a close call with my own child. I understand every parent needs to make their own decision regarding their children’s health. I would never tell someone not to vaccinate. I would simply ask you to study both sides. Read personal testimonies. Look at studies. Ignorance is not bliss when it comes to the health of our children. Understand that there truly are great risks that go along with vaccinations.
I am so thankful and grateful because God’s grace is sufficient. So far, none of my children have any lasting side-effects from vaccination (that I know about). However, if I could do it all over again, knowing what I know now, I would have chosen not to vaccinate.
There is also a spiritual side to my story. I would be willing to share that with you too if you would ever want to discuss it. Simply put, I believe that we are fearfully and wonderfully made by our Creator. He has given us an immune system and (as I have found) the scores of vaccinations that we give our children goes much further in compromising this immune system than it does in aiding it. I search the Scriptures in vain to find any place where God tells his people to inject (or ingest) potions to assure that their children will be healthy. Needless to say, as a Christian I was appalled to learn that aborted fetus tissue is actually an ingredient the pharmaceutical companies currently use in their many of the vaccinations. Needless to say, this revealed to me the spirit behind much of what the world terms ‘wellness plans.’
So basically, in a nut shell, this is my story. Many have asked to know it and what drives my passion for posting on Facebook. My prayer is that every time I post something, someone would read it and say, “Hum, what is this all about? Perhaps I need to know more before I make another choice regarding my child and these vaccinations.” That’s all. I post things with a heart of love and hopefulness that a new generation of moms would look more deeply into what I have found to be, in so many cases, a very sinister scheme to make profits from pumping our children with poison.
Thank you for reading this and taking the time to see why my beliefs are so passionate and strong about this. I truly respect your point of view if it is different than mine. I understand we may all not see things the same way. I guess my one prayer is: please just be informed. There are so many layers to this that need to be pealed away and looked at closely. The vaccine industry is so different than it looks like on the surface and I believe we owe it to our children to be absolutely educated in this area so we can make the best, healthiest decisions for their lives.
Because He Lives,
Robin ♥
PS: The screaming I was explaining to you about with Phoebe those first 24 hours... it is called the "encephalitic cry". It means the brain is swollen and inflamed. It's listed as a warning on the vaccine package insert. It's listed as a warning, because of the "seriousness or frequency of reporting". My precious, beautiful, healthy little girl...her brain swollen and inflamed. Really? Why? ...Because I didn’t know. But now I do.
A Few Facts
- In 1992, 1 in 10,000 diagnosed with Autism. Today 1 in (less than!) 67.
- In 1983 children received 10 different vaccines. Today 63.
- Since 1950 cancers and diseases have risen 900%.
- “The United States has one of the worst infant mortality rates of industrialized nations. In fact, as new vaccines are added to the recommended vaccine schedule, the US infant mortality rate worsens. For example: in 1960 (before mass vaccines) the US had one of the best infant mortality rates in the world. By 1998, the US dropped to 28th place. By 2006, this vaccine crazed nation fell to 42nd place, worse than Cuba but ahead of Croatia.” ~ Dr. Neil Z Miller
- The US Government pays out to Planned Parenthood millions of dollars a YEAR for their persevered aborted fetal tissue in order to create vaccines to inject into our precious newborn babies. (Yes you read that correct)
- "In the Rimavexmeasles vaccine we found various chicken viruses. In polio vaccine, we found acanthomeba which is a so called “brain-eating” ameba. Simian cytomegatovias in the polio vaccine, simian foamy in the rotavirus vaccine, bird cancer viruses in the MMR vaccine.various organisms in the anthrax vaccine, dangerous enzyme inhibitors in several vaccines. Duck, dog and rabbit viruses in the rubella vaccine. Avian leucosis virus in the flu vaccine, postivirus in the MMR vaccine... Also, most don't know that some polio vaccines, adenovirus vaccines, rubella, Hepatitis A measles vaccines etc. have been made with aborted human fetal tissue." Dr. Mark
Randall (pseudonym) former NIH researcher and vaccine developer for major pharmaceuticals, interviewed by investigative journalist John
• Homefirst Health Services in Chicago has 35,000 unvaccinated children and not a single case of autism.
Great Books1
- “Vaccine Safety Manual: For Concerned Families and Health Practitioners” by Neil Z Miller
- “The Sanctity of Human Blood, Vaccination is Not Immunization” By Tim O’Shea
- “How To Raise a Healthy Child, In Spite of Your Doctor” Dr. Robert Mendelsohn Other Great Sources (On Google or Facebook)
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- Dr. Tenpenny on Vaccines
- Vaccinesuncensored.org
- National Vaccines Information Center
- Thinktwice Global Vaccine Institute
1 Please read them. They are full of medical proof that vaccines are unsafe and harmful to our bodies! And so much more!
Today our family is on a mission. However, our story began back in 2003. We were married, blessed with 3 beautiful children and the world’s best loving little Shiz-Tu of a man-dog! (We really love him. Probably too much. But that is not what this blog is about!)
My husbands name is Chris but my kids and I call him ‘Papa’! We have been married for over 8 years. We have seen some amazing mountain tops in our marriage and we have also swam in the depths of the oceans floor. We know that God is alive, working and ALL POWERFUL. We are living proof!
Our children are amazing. They REALLY do make us laugh. So many times we just look at each other and shake our heads because they are so cute and unpredictable. They force us to learn humility, mercy and grace constantly and we fail daily. It’s actually very sobering.
We are completely broken people. Sinners in need of grace, forgiveness and mercy like you need air and water. We give our brokenness to Jesus. We turn in all our failures and sinful ways in hopes that Jesus will use these vessels (our lives, our bodies) for His ultimate and complete Glory and unto His Kingdom.
What is this blog about? It’s about Jesus and Orphans!
As you will read, we are now on a mission. To love the orphan! To serve HIS children and help provide for any urgent needs we encounter.
We originally were praying about adoption. However, we are now praying that the Lord would just SEND US, if that is His plan.
We have started a ministry called, "Bread For Life" and we bake and sell bread to help raise money for children in need. It began in December of 2011, we have raised almost $20,000! This little ministry is being turned into a non-profit and we are seeking the Lord for what He has in store for us next.
If you can get past all the misspelled words, run on sentences and confusing grammar than sit back and be encouraged! God is on the move in our hearts and we are thrilled! We invite you to laugh, cry, pray, rejoice and hope that Christ be glorified through our lives.
There is a war to fight and we are headed to battle!
This is our mission, Our Story.
(To start at the beginning of our blog, 
Adoption Timeline: May 23, 2011 Passports * June 6, 2011 Fingerprinting * Getting paperwork completed for homestudy * Woe, hold up... Lord are you calling us... are we to "GO!" and adopt/serve/teach/love/feed? ... Hold on. This calling just got a lot more exciting! Stay tuned!
