Recently, my family visited our new pediatrician for the first time. Due to our move this year, we needed to find a new doctor – and our children didn’t have any major health issues since their well visits last year.
After asking plenty of moms within an hour’s radius, one physician’s name kept being recommended. When Little Sister had a nasty cough that wouldn’t go away earlier this fall, I made an appointment and drove forty-five minutes to our new pediatrician.
The office staff thought we were crazy for driving so far. The pediatrician questioned the distance. But by the end of our visit, I was totally and completely thrilled with our new choice. Like most pediatricians, the man was fantastic with our children. But most importantly – and the sole reason we’ll continue to make the long trip – is that his stance on vaccines is one my husband and I agree with.
When I showed him Big Brother’s and Little Sister’s alternative vaccine schedule and shot records, he didn’t bat an eye. He was relieved that they were vaccinated – and he thought they were completely on track.
As a concerned mother, I could feel the weight lift from my shoulders when I heard his encouraging words. Our decisions hadn’t been nutty. Our children were fine. And most importantly, we wouldn’t be pressured to give oodles of vaccines all at once in the future. We could space things out while complying with the recommendations of the Centers of Disease Control and Prevention.
Long-time Accidentally Green readers may remember my family’s vaccine journey. For those who don’t, here are eleven posts chronicling what we’ve experienced, along with extensive research I’ve done along the way:
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