The ones who grab a tissue and wipe your toddler’s nose without a second thought.
The ones who show up with wine, or coffee, or flowers because your ex is a horrible excuse for a human.
The ones that send you ridiculous memes at all hours of the day.
The ones whom your children love.
I need you to know that right now, in our very state, my children’s rights have been taken away.
I can no longer send my children to school.
My beautiful, healthy children who call you Auntie. They are not allowed in public education. They are bullied and referred to as “Crotch Goblin.” They are ostracized, they are feared and they are now being segregated.
I know this doesn’t
affect you personally since you vaccinate, but I’m writing this to ask you for
This is a trumpets-blaring, flare-gun-firing, screaming-at-the-top-of-my-lungs, on-my-knees, plea.
WE NEED YOUR HELP!
Slowly but surely, my children’s rights to an education are being stripped away by laws such as LD798 in Maine which removed the philosophical AND religious vaccine exemptions. That means in order to attend school where I live, my children would have to get vaccinated.
Yes, medical exemptions still exist but are reserved for severe, immediate reactions such as anaphylactic shock. Let’s be real.
Medical exemptions are like unicorns. They just don’t exist.
So now, as a newly single mom with 3 children, I am forced into a horrific corner.
Option A: Vaccinate my kids on the “catch up” schedule which would include over 35 vaccines.
Option B: Homeschool
Option C: Move out of state
Now let’s breakdown
the options for “real life.”
My son has already had
a vaccine reaction. I spent years, thousands of dollars and worked with amazing
doctors who helped me recover his health. I later learned that he (and the
other two) are both homozygous for numerous MTHFR genetic mutations. This means
they received a copy of the gene from both sides of the family tree. This also
means they are not able to detoxify from the ingredients in the vaccines as
well as other children might be able to.
My children are part
of a genetically susceptible subset of children that are being harmed by laws
such as LD798.
Knowing what I know
now and having experienced what I did with my son, I would never in my life
choose to vaccinate my child. In other words…over my dead body.
I tried homeschooling
this year. I can’t lie, I adore everything about the ideology of schooling from
In the real world, my
daughter was miserable and I was embarrassed about feeling relieved when she
returned to her elementary school. I failed that one and chalked up the
experience as an amazing lesson. A lesson that taught me I really, really,
really, don’t ever want to homeschool again. Ever.
However, my personal
situation has shifted dramatically in the span of just a few months and I am
now a single mom. Surprise!
That means I am now back in the workforce. That also means that I am no longer afforded the luxury of being able to stay at home with my children.
Option B is out.
Oddly enough, I am
only moving INTO Maine out of necessity. My family is there (yay for family!
Especially my sister who is my favorite person EVER!) and I am now relying on
them for childcare since bartending shifts rarely cover the expense of three
kids in daycare. LD798 takes effect in 2021 which means that I have two years
to get my kids settled and make a new life for ourselves before I have to turn
around and uproot them AGAIN to move out of state.
Do I even need to explain why I do a whole-body cringe just thinking about that??
Option C is inevitably
what we would do if we can’t find that unicorn by 2021 which leads me back to
I need your fucking help.
All across the country, rallies are happening, protests are popping up, and beautiful, gut-wrenching testimony is being given at capitol buildings to help fight these ridiculous laws! We are fighting with everything we have at the state level and that’s where you come in.
We need the rational, level-headed parents to stand with us and voice their concern about our civil liberties being removed. We need our friends at our backs, speaking to their state legislators as an ally. We need you to let them know that just because you don’t agree with one facet of the argument doesn’t mean that any of our parental rights should be squashed.
We need you to help us retain our right to choose what is best for the health of our children.
Our children….the ones whom you love.
Please reach out to us so that we can involve you in the local hearings so that you can testify so that you can accompany us to legislative events so that you can support us.
We support you in your choice, please help us fight for ours.
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”-Martin Luther King JR.
As I sit here writing my inaugural CrazyMothers blog post, the news of my home state of Maine having lost their religious and philosophical vaccine exemptions is echoing throughout my head and heart.
This past legislative
session, we have seen numerous states get dragged through the proverbial wringer
as they have fought for, defeated, and in some cases lost their freedom to
California, Maine, Oregon, Washington, Alabama, Arizona, Colorado, Connecticut, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, Hawaii, Minnesota, Illinois, Iowa, Kentucky, Massachusetts, Maryland, Missouri, Montana, New York, Oklahoma, Texas, Vermont, Utah, and Florida.
All of these states proposed bills that would either mandate vaccines in some way, remove our ability to opt out of vaccines or infringe on our right to keep our medical history private. Due to the vast amount of egregious legislation, our health freedom movement has been thrust into battle. Our troops have been rallied. Our torches have been lit and the war has officially begun.
Whilst fielding emails
and phone calls, trying to stay abreast of every rally happening across the
country (go team!) as I attempt to create new content in order to inspire our
warriors, I can’t help but see the parallel between both my personal and
professional lives. With the recent emotional upheaval in my private world-aka
divorce-the same thoughts and feelings have been bubbling up in both arenas.
Here are just some of
the emotions that have been encircling each other:
How could he do this to me?
How could our Reps do this to us?
What is going to happen now that we aren’t a family?
What is going to happen without our medical freedom?
I don’t even know where to begin.
I don’t know what to do next.
My heart is broken.
My strength has wavered.
How DARE he?!
How DARE THEY?!
Over this past congressional season we have seen our movement grow, organize, mobilize, and inspire. We have witnessed protests with thousands in attendance. We have heard spine-tingling speeches and heart-wrenching testimony. We have seen consistent lobbying from “regular” people and stood in awe of our capital buildings. We have traveled, slept in weird places, spent too much money and stayed out too late. We have laughed. We have cried. And we have done it all because we simply can’t NOT do it.
Every mother reading that last sentence knows exactly what I mean. Things get messy. Life gets messy and even though these past few months have been a whirlwind of panic, sadness, anger, and confusion for me personally, I wake up grateful every single day. I have never felt so supported, loved and cared for by my family, friends, and followers than I have during this shitstorm. Grateful is probably an understatement actually, but I’ll get back to you with the right word when I finally get a good night’s sleep, in like 10 years.
Unfortunately, much like sleep, time is a luxury that no longer exists in this fight for medical freedom. The very sanctity of our children’s bodily autonomy is up for grabs and our government is auctioning it off to the highest bidder. Now comes the obligatory, “Show up, speak up, rise up.” paragraph.
OK, even though the
above-mentioned sentiment has become commonplace amongst the vaccine-risk
aware, it does not mean that it lacks validity.
With the passing of Maine’s LD798 and the subsequent removal of religious and philosophical exemptions, our country just picked up speed down the slippery slope toward medical fascism.
HOW TO MAKE REALLY BAD
Strip another state of their freedoms.
Ignore thousands of families evidence-based testimony
Turn a blind eye to numerous medical professionals vocally opposing LD798
Choose pharma-funded propaganda over science.
I could be wrong, but it seems like Maine might have had one too many mercktails and needs someone to call them an Uber. And not to be apocalyptic, but the Vacationland state is merely one frat brother in a whole house of Delta Zeta Pfizer just waiting to remove our medical liberties state-by-state. That’s right, one by one, our states are going to remove our ability to opt out of vaccines.
And that should scare the crap out of you.
If it doesn’t, feel free to return to your Netflix and check out our IG account. If it does, then let’s talk.
What can we do?
First thing is first, find a really good, LOCAL support system. (This goes for divorce too, btw.) As of right now, most everything happens at the state level. Yes, there are random “scary” bills at the federal level but once you realize those bills have a 3% chance of passing, the fear subsides, and you understand that the politicians who propose them, just want attention. So, hook up with your Statewide organization, make fellow CrazyMother friends and dive in!
Secondly, education is key! There is nothing more powerful than an informed mother and with the plethora of books written by doctors, lawyers and scientists in our movement, material to study are never lacking. Make sure to check out our Resources page to find our fave books to begin your vaccine research!
Thirdly, Speak your truth… to everyone! Your friends, neighbors, the grocery store clerk. This one is important because minds CAN be changed with respectful, open dialogue and that’s what we need more of. We need more people who have heard about vaccine injury and understand that there can be severe consequences with vaccination.
Lastly, Rise Up! Whether it is trekking across state lines to attend a rally (ahem, V.I.E anyone?) or simply showing up to speak with your representative and sharing your personal vaccine injury story with them, the bigger presence we have, the less they can ignore us.
I was thinking of how I
could end this post when I happened to glance down at my phone and saw the
image I had recently put on my lock screen. It sums up all of the parallels in
my life. Both with our amazing movement of CrazyMothers and the transition
within my own family. I hope it inspires you, because it certainly inspired me.
“There is nothing more powerful than a woman determined to rise.”
It all started with a hashtag.
#Crazymothers is the title of a 10-minute video I wrote about my son’s vaccine reaction and the aftermath. It got a couple of views and sparked a movement. The response was both overwhelming and reaffirming. I just kept hearing the same sentiment echoed by other mothers…
Your story is just like mine. Message after heartbreaking message rolled in and I realized that these mothers (and fathers!) needed a voice.
*Cue the loud redhead.
So, I decided to put my money where my mouth is and form a nonprofit dedicated to spreading vaccine injury and recovery awareness.
In January of 2018, Crazymothers was born.