Justin Ryker Swick

Justin Ryker Swick

Monday, April 29, 2013

Beautiful...even in shambles


My 10 year high school reunion is coming up; I know I don't look a day over 18 right!? ;)  With that; lets reflect on the last 10 years... oh boy!  If you were to tell me at 17 that I would have to endure the heartbreak of losing a child, the martial issues Ryan and I have had, or that at one point I was so depressed that I took pills to just let "whatever happen, happen".  I can't say as I would be here right now.

 But, tell me that I would have a child in heaven watching over my two amazing, curious, clever, creative little boys to love here on earth, and a beautiful, smart, adorable, little princess, with a husband that sees me through it all; that would have made it all better.  Tell me that I would have any sort of relationship with my father, but a GREAT one at that; I might not have believed you. ;) 

I have a beautiful house, on the outside, on the inside, however, it is in shambles.  The entire house is torn apart.  We are painting, we are adding on to stairs, we are moving a kitchen from one room to another, we are making one room into two rooms and a bathroom, a kitchen into a den, a den into a living room, a living room into a bedroom...the list goes on and on, and if you were to step foot into our house right now you would think we are in way over our heads, (we are!)  :)  But much like my life; my house is in shambles to make it just that much more beautiful.  The house was beautiful to begin with, once we make it a mess, screw everything up, and put it back together it is going to be glorious!! That is what Jesus is doing with me; I am sure. 

My life was okay; then it was in shambles; and He took me to make me, mold me, to transform me; and while the process was, (and remains to be, sometimes) brutal, I can't wait to see the finished product.  He took a life to make it wonderful.  My life right now is wonderful; while my house is in shambles I can envision what it will be when we are (finally) done.  I couldn't see that when He was transforming me; but I'm glad He could. 

Life after losing a child is awful, and yet beautiful.  You will never hear me say those words together in a sentence again; but I have to say, that because Justin passed away, I cherish everyday with the blessings that only Jesus could give me.  I look at my children, and even if I am having an awful day, they do something clever, awesome, and beautiful; or my husband does something incredible; just out of the movies amazing.  I look at Hannah, and realize what a blessing she is; I see Jesus through her bright, tiny eyes.  I see His wonder, His glory, His work; I see Him.  I see Him in my children, I see Him when my husband brings home flowers for no reason; I see Him when my dad comes to work on my house.  Jesus surrounds me; He completes everything.  Nothing is done, and yet He is making everything glorious even in the shambles. 

I continue to be so amazed with God's work in me and my family; everyday it is something new, everyday is BEAUTIFUL! And for that I thank you Lord Jesus for making life beautiful even in shambles. 

Jeremiah 29:11

New International Version (NIV)
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

New Blessings


I am so sorry, I have been meaning to write a blog for so long! I will be honest part of me wanted to post about our newest little blessing but fear always stopped me.  I was worried that as soon as I posted about how proud I am of her and how thankful I am that God gave me her, she would be taken as soon as I rejoiced about it.  Although, I understand that no matter how much I worry; God has a plan for her, whether it is here on earth or in Heaven, He has a plan.  I just pray, (hourly), that that plan means I get to keep her with me here on earth.  So I will start by telling you about our newest little blessing here on earth.  Hannah Grace Swick was born January 4, 2013 at 2:45AM 6lbs 10oz, (our biggest baby yet).  I will also tell you she is FULLY UNVACCINATED!!!!!!!! She didn't get the goop in her eyes, she didn't get her Hep. B shot at birth (I do not, nor have I ever done drugs, or used needles for that matter, or would there be any reason that I would have Hep. B)  they also test the mother's for that during pregnancy so there would be no reason for Hannah to have Hep. B or be treated for it.  If you are a new mother.....RESEARCH IT! If there is no reason for your child to be infected with Hep. B, do not get them the shot. It is pointless!  It is unneccessary.  Okay...I'm off my soapbox about the Hep B. or the "goop" they put in their eyes, which is contracted if the mother has gonorrhea (once again, not a concern of mine). 

Hannah is one of the most beautiful little girls I have ever laid eyes on.  She truly is a blessing; so sweet, so perfect, so sent from above.  She is ever mother's dream.  She is bright eyed, she is adorable, she is happy.  She is ten weeks old, she smiles and coos, and makes every day bright!  She really is everything I have ever hoped for; BUT with that I have to be absolutely honest.  It is TERRIFYING to have another baby after having a baby accepted into heaven so prematurely for my liking.  Hannah has slept through the night.  In fact last night, she slept for 6 1/2 hours.  Me on the other hand, slept for an hour at a time when I finally decided to just wake her up at 5:40AM.  Every hour I was awake, I was touching her making sure she was breathing.  I am consumed with fear.  I hate to admit that especially outloud.  I feel as though I might jinx myself.  In Justin's Jesus I professed that I had quite frequently told people, "If God were to take one of my children He might as well take me too,"  If I said that then and laid my fears out for everyone (including the devil to know/hear), what makes this worry any different?  Does the devil hear my fears also?  If I say them outloud does that make me more susceptible?  Does that mean that when I voice my fears the devil hears them and acts on them?  I don't know.   That's why I pray silently about my fears and worries.  However, I have come to the point in my life, and in Hannah's, that I realize I just cannot be that overcome.  I don't sleep, I over think, I make myself sick with worry; and it does no good for anybody.  I try to give up my fears, but like I have said before that is easier said than done. 

I am working on it.  I am so very very thankful for this new little blessing; and I ADORE AND CHERISH every moment I have with this beautiful little girl.  She is amazing!!!!

On to the next part....

Heaven's new blessing.  My grandmother had been suffering from dementia for the last 3 years.  We were planning on going down to see her to get a four generation picture; then life got in the way.  You know how it goes, especially in the winter; cold and flu season hits, you have newborn, your other kids are sick, the weather is awful, or you have family drama in the meantime.  Excuses, excuses.  We had finally set up a time to get down there; this weekend in fact, then I got a call: Granmda had fallen, (one week before our planned visit), she had broken her hip in 3 places, we might want to get down, as she was scheduled for surgery the next day and her 89 lb body just might not be able to take on that trauma.  We left after Ryan got home from work the night she fell.  We made it to Missouri at 1:30AM and decided it best not to just drive on to the hospital because grandma was already asleep.  We found out later her surgery was scheduled for 7:30 the next morning.  We got a call, said she made it through surgery just fine, but they just weren't sure she was going to be able to handle it, and she had about 15 minutes once they took out her oxygen source, and seeing as how we were still an hour and a half from the hospital, we might as well not come.  We were not going to get our picture, and grandma would never be able to meet her newest great granddaughter.  My little sister and I decided we were going to try anyway.  She wasn't quite "gone" yet and we would drive as far as we could until we got the call.  We later got a call saying that "grandma was holding on longer than they thought we should try to make it"  of course we were already planning on that and Hannah was in her carseat ready to go.  We got in the car, got gas, and went on our way; a little too distraught and too much in a hurry; we got on the interstate; my sister, my daughter, and myself.  I was driving.  I went to go pass a car; my mind on too many other things, and I didn't see a car in my blindspot.  I got scared, over corrected, and swerved....ALL OVER THE INTERSTATE! We finally came to a stop, in the ditch, facing on coming traffic, with the driver in a panic.  I about killed my daughter, my sister, and myself.  One thing different, if there had been a car behind us, a semi beside us, a deeper ditch; or a revean, we would have been gone; but we weren't.  My little sister, the whole 125 lbs that she is, pushed us out, drove us out, and within 5 minutes we were back on our way.  We sure had some pretty amazing angels watching over us that day.  Grandma sent them I'm sure.  We made it to the hospital, me a little more frantic than I was when we left; and Grandma was able to hold Hannah exactly 30 minutes before she took her last breath.  Heaven sure received their own little blessing that day. 



So while I am so thankful for my blessing, and missing the blessing received into heaven; I am still so amazed at all the work God does in people's lives that He shares with us.  Grandma I love you, you have been such an outstanding part of my life and I love you so much. Hannah, every day I am thankful for each breath you take, each smile you share with us, and each and everything about you.  Thank you Lord!!!

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Pregnancy after SIDS


Matthew 6: 25-27 and 34
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?
34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

When we first decided not to continue with birth control and leave our future up to the Lord instead, I will be honest, it was a little frightening.  I wanted to know how other families felt when they made that choice, what the pregnancy was like, how they handled it both before and after the baby was born...and sadly Google just can't answer all of those questions; in fact no one knows how it will affect them until they are in that place themselves. 

I will be the first to admit pregnancy after SIDS is a whole new ballgame.  It comes with its own fears, its own joys, it is a whole new experience.  While we were so excited to find out that we were blessed with another little one it is down right scary, and too many times I have given into fear.  I know it is all in God's hands, either way, but there is always that uneasy feeling in the back of my mind and in the pit of my stomach....what if???

What if I don't feel the baby kick for an hour....well that question was answered last night....I panic, I cry, I think the worst.  We had a dr. appointment today, when I told the nurse she asked me if it was my first child, LOL.  Yes I was acting like a first time mom, like I had no clue what to expect.  The baby started kicking, reassuring me that all was okay; thank the Lord.  I need to stop doubting Him. 

We only have a few weeks left until our scheduled c-section and I feel myself becoming more and more cautious and worried about everything.  I knew it was bound to happen.  How are we going to sleep?  What if our worst nightmare happens again...what if, what if, what if.  I am reminded that I do not know what tomorrow holds, but thank the Lord, I know The One who holds tomorrow.  He has it under control, He knows my fears, He knows my heart, He knows my tomorrow; and He will hold me through all of it.  

So for those of you contemplating a baby after SIDS please know that it will always come with its own fears, but know that worrying isn't going to help you find the joy in that new little blessing, but take it away.  The Lord says, "do not fear for I am the Lord your God."  I am still learning this, obviously, worrying is not going to make tomorrow better, but take away my joy in today. 

For all of my prayer warriors, please keep us in your prayers these next few weeks, that the Lord will hold us up, take away our fears and replace it with hope, faith, and joy.  That this little one doesn't get too excited about his or her arrival and stays kickin' away in womb until January 18th...this may be a stretch as all of our children have gotten a little too anxious about joining the world.  Please pray for no NICU stays, for a healthy baby; for sleep, comfort, and peace; as we will be praying for all the other mommy's and daddy's out there dealing with fears of their own. 

I hope this blog finds you all well, and that you all have a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Thank You Lord For Justin


As August 11th approaches I have been praying that the Lord will cover us with his feathers these next couple of weeks. I know that they are going to be a challenge and something I couldn't get through if I relied on my strength alone. I also know that He has carried us this far, and that He won't let us down now. Sometimes though I give into the fear that I will not be able to handle that day, and dread its arrival.
Ryan and I talked about it the other night. What do you do? Can you live the day like it is just another ordinary day, knowing that it's not? And would that be okay to do? Do you give in and stay in bed all day? How could I make that work with the boys? Is it going to be as hard as what I expect it to be?

One night as I was praying for the strength and courage to get through these weeks and thought about what I expected from that day, the heartbreak, the pain, the realization that it's been a year... I was reminded that I am focusing on all the wrong things. I am worrying; and I shouldn't. I am fearful, and I shouldn't be. I am focusing on the pain that may come with a day that isn't even here yet. Instead I should be focusing on being thankful, thankful for all the happiness and joy that came with Justin. I shouldn't associate Justin with pain and heartbreak, but with happiness and jubilation instead. Why was I not doing that? It was time to change my perspective on things. I needed that reminder. No more feeling sorry and sad. It's time to list happy thought and praises of thanks. So that is just what I'm going to do starting now.

Thank you Lord for Justin.
Thank you for 89 days.
Thank you for soft hair, and baby soft skin.
Thank you for the baby smell.
Thank you for his smile, and for letting me witness it.
Thank you for his giggle, what music that was to my ears.
Thank you for making him fuss every time we put him down, this made us hold him more.
Thank you for snuggles.
Thank you for making him a mommy's boy.
Thank you for allowing his older brothers to cherish him, love him, and be proud of him.
Thank you for a week alone with Justin.
Thank you for letting us share a rainbow.
Thank you for three car seats in the back of the explorer and for rearview mirrors.
Thank you for prayers, and for making sure just once that I prayed with Justin not just for him.
Thank you for lullabies.
Thank you for "Jesus Loves Me"

Thank you for letting us take Justin camping.


Thank you for letting us take rides together, go out to eat together, go on walks together.
Thank you for gentle reminders.
Thank you Lord for allowing him to grow even if was only up to 12 lbs.
Thank you for letting us watch him grow, some parent's don't get even that.
Thank you for allowing us to use this test as a testimony.
Thank you for answers we didn't know we needed.
Thank you for perfect timing.
Thank you for family pictures.
Thank you for allowing us to grow in our faith.
Thank you for Justin's Jesus.
Thank you for photographs from Heaven.
Thank you for peace that surpasses all understanding.
Thank you for covering us with your feathers.
Thank you for allowing us to grow as a family.

"He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart." Psalm 91:4

"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18
"Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:6-7

Friday, July 6, 2012

Alone time with Justin


I feel like all I post about any more are the awful feelings that come with having a child in heaven, and less on the hope of having a child resting peacefully in the arms of Jesus.  I wish I could write a hopeful post right now, but I can't; maybe after August. 

No one has ever told me I need to "get over" Justin's passing, and I honestly don't think there is anyone out there who would; but for some reason sometimes I feel like I should be.  That it's been almost a year and I shouldn't talk about it as much, or burden people with my pain, and if that is what I am doing I'm sorry. But I'm not over it, sometimes the pain can be worse now that it was before. Somedays are good, other days I'm numb, somedays are bad, that's just life I guess. I know that most of it really is just the fact that a year is coming up and we are living the months this year that we had Justin with us last year.  Those short 2 months and 28 days.

This week has been...different.  Last year the boys went to stay with Ryan's family for a week in the summer, I got to spend every day alone with Justin.  When Ryan got home from work we would go on drives, go out to eat, go on walks...just the three of us.  For one week our world revolved around only Justin.  I believe Justin passed away the next week, maybe it was two weeks.  This week the boys are staying with Ryan's family for a few days, like last summer.  The only thing different is I don't have Justin to spend time with.  I can't cherish time with just him.  I can't talk to him on random trips to Wal-Mart, (It seems I ran more errands when it was just me and Justin, sometimes 3 little boys were a little  too much to handle by myself in Wal-Mart, so I avoided it at all costs!)  I can't look in my rearview mirror and see his carrier in the middle, I can't reach back and give him his binkie, I can't get out of the car and pick him up, so many things I took for granted that week.  How many more kisses would I have given him? How much more time would I have spent just snuggling him? I really would have snuggled him forever if I was given the chance. 

I had never thought about going to Justin's grave, but as I was coming back from Iowa Falls for the second time today, a song came on the radio.  I know the song, I love the song, and I probably have referenced it in a prior blog.  I was getting ready to turn down the road to our house when the song came on the radio, "To everyone who's lost someone they love long before it was their time you feel like the days you had were not enough when you said goodbye. And to all of the people with burdens and pains keepin' you back from your life you believe that there's nothing and there is no one who can make it right"...music has always been theraputic to me, sometimes I just need other peoples words to give me a little bit of hope.  I decided not to take my turn but to just keep driving instead.  It took me about 20 seconds to realize I had the chance to go to the cemetery by myself for the first time, and I was already heading that way.  I sat at Justin's grave by myself, for probably twenty minutes, just talking to him, crying for myself, and wishing that instead of visting him at the cemetery he would have been in the back of the explorer in his carseat.  Usually when we go to the cemetery, I don't necessarily feel "close" to Justin; he's not there.  But this time for some reason I thought about when we laid him into the ground, I thought about the outfit we put him in, I thought about carrying him in my womb, I thought about ultrasounds showing a perfect baby, the day he was born, holding him in my arms, and just thinking that that baby I held in my arms, was now buried in a cemetery, that perfect body. I know that he is not there, and that it was just flesh that was buried, but that doesn't always make it easier to bear.  That body, I gave birth to, that body I bathed, that body I snuggled, that body was my baby.  While that was hard, it was also really nice to be able to just sit with him a little while.  Spend sometime alone at his grave.  Usually the boys are with me, and they don't like to see me cry, this time I didn't have worry about it.  And even though it is 100+ degrees outside, under the shade tree where Justin's grave lies, it was actually pretty comfortable, so I could just sit with him.  It's not how I would have liked to spend time with him, but if that's all I get for now, I'm glad I am given the chance to have him so close.  So while it's not quite like last year, I still got some alone time with Justin.

I didn't want to find beauty in today. I didn't want to think about God's grace, and I didn't want to count my blessings. I wanted to cry. I wanted to let myself hurt, and I did. I wanted to wonder why for a minute. I wanted to give in to all of the awful things just once. I wanted to know why there is this kind of pain, why do we have to have this kind of pain; and though I would NEVER wish it upon any other mommy or daddy, I wanted to wonder for just a minute why it had to be us. Wondering why there are others out there just like us, why couldn't we be like them and keep all of our children with us? I try really hard not to let myself sink into that type of mindset, but today I just didn't have the strength to push those thoughts away, I wanted to cry. I got my Bible out and started reading, the verses I came across were Psalm 39:4-5 "Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered--You have made my life no longer than the width of mmy hand. My entie lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath." Reminding me that our time is a mere blip on a screen, though it seems so long since we have seen Justin or held him in our arms, and it seems so long before we will get the chance again, we are not seeing the whole picture. Our time is not God's time, we are not living in eternity; it is not that long; it is just a breath, just a moment. I also ran across the parable of the workers in the vineyard. Matthew 20:1-16. I thought about this all day. Why did I ever think that I had the right to be jealous? Why would I let myself go there? But I did, and I wanted to, but at the same time, I needed the Lord to remind me of these words as well. I needed Him to help me stop feeling sorry for myself; not that I won't do it again, not that the pain stops just because I read those words, but it did help me think a little bit.

This time in our lives, is so new to us.  I see it in Ryan too, the pain is over whelming him, and the suffering is intense.  I don't know how to reach out to him any more than he knows how to reach out to me.  We try not to share our pain with each other, because ultimately it just makes us hurt for each other, on top of already hurting for ourselves.  I am so thankful for the blog, for being able to have some where to let things out, and for the support from all of the readers. And if I could be so bold to ask you all if you could send up a little pray for our family tonight, for strength, hope, and healing we would greatly appreciate it.  Thank you, and for all of you that are hurting we pray for you as well.  May God carry us through this difficult time in our lives.  God Bless You!



Thursday, June 28, 2012

Informed and Educated


*THIS POSTING IS NOT INTENDED TO OFFEND, TO BLAME, OR TO START AN UPROAR; RATHER TO SHARE WITH YOU OUR RESEARCH AND FINDINGS, AND TO ENCOURAGE OTHERS TO DO THEIR OWN RESEARCH ON THIS TOPIC*

I just heard of a little one who passed away, and while that is heartbreaking enough in itself; what is even more heartbreaking and disturbing to me is the fact that this baby had just received her four month shots earlier that morning. 

As a year is quickly approaching this hits home, HARD.  I have posted before that I am at peace with Justin's passing, and that has not changed. I also whole-heartedly believe that God has a plan and purpose for everything, and that His timing is immaculate.  I was NOT looking for answers to what caused Justin's death, and I still am not.  I just "happened" to stumble across, (a God thing) the correlation between SIDS/SUID and vaccines one day, and also had recently been given people in my life that knew far more about this than I ever knew they did.  When I found out this information was not an accident, God doesn't make those, but it was His percise timing.  This information was presented to me when and exactly the way it should have been, at a time when I could handle it, do something with it, and at a time in my life when my faith and peace could not be shaken.  The Lord shows me in so many ways how Justin, his story, his life, and even his passing has had such a profound impact and purpose on so many things, and so many people.  I do feel that part of that purpose, and part of me "stumbling" across certain information was so that I could bring it to other's attention as well.  Some may be offended by my research, and others will be thankful for it. 

I ask that no one just believes what I say, but to research the information themselves, and make a decision that is best for them; but with that I also hope that they do not just believe what other "educated" people say either, and once again take the time to look into it themselves, and make their own choices in this matter.  I am "educated" in elementary education, however does that mean that I am a better teacher than a mother who home-schools her children, but does not have a paper that says she is "educated" in this field? Not at all.  It means that I have read the books, taken the classes, and used the curriculum handed to me. In all honestly, that curriculum tells me exactly what to say and when to say it, but in order to be a great teacher, I would still have to know my students, their strengths, their weaknesses, and take opportunities to further their education and embrace the teachable moments even if they are not scripted for me.  I feel that it is necessary in every profession, to go beyond the education provided in a classroom and in textbooks. 

We can be told what to say, how to say it, what to do, and how to do it; but if we do not take the time to research why we are doing it and what/whom it benefits, (or hurts), we are not fully educated; and are robbing ourselves of vital information, necessary to grow in our profession.  With that said, here are my findings, explanations, research, and where I started with this information. 

I do not blame the doctor or the nurse that administered the vaccines, nor do I blame myself for not looking further in to the vaccines before getting my children vaccinated; I do however, hope that with this information other's will take the time to educate themselves as well.  I am sure I am going to have quite a few nasty comments on this blog, and that is okay, all I ask is that you keep your comments clean.  If you do not like my research or my findings, that is also okay, and by no means do you need to read any further.  For those of you that are interested, I hope this information is beneficial to you. 

I understand that the benefits vs. the risks factor need to be taken into consideration while making a decision on this topic; that is why we have done so much research.  I also am fully aware that there are risks to everything from driving to swimming, however, I am not going to text, drink coffee, and change the radio station all at the same time, while driving, just to increase my risks of getting into an accident; nor will I put floaty wings on my children and place them in the "deep end" of the pool just to see if they will work well enough to hold their head above water,  to test out the risk factor.  Just to drive the point home, here is a quote from Dr. J Anthony Morris, "There is a great deal of evidence to prove that immunization of children does more harm than good." Dr J Anthony Morris, former Chief Vaccine Control Officer and research virologist, US FDA


The main things that I have heard from pro-vaccine individuals is that it is proven that vaccines have had a substantial impact on the decline of deadly diseases and outbreaks, the truth behind that is in our research.  The diseases were already on a massive decline; graphs below.  Another is that whooping cough is an epidemic outbreak that needs to be handled immediately through vaccines, however they have never been proven to work as intended, and most children who have contracted the illness, had been vaccinated for it. I also hear a lot of talk about money being behind all of it, (generally from people disputing this fact) I am not saying anything about money, I never have.  I have not done any research on the monetary value of vaccines, therefore I will not pretend that I know anything about it; money is not my focus when it comes to vaccine research.  One more thing, the CDC(Center for Disease Control) actually has a compensation program for families who have been affected by adverse reactions to vaccines...meaning...they PAY people for vaccine injuries.  If vaccines are not dangerous what is the need for, and why do we have a program to pay for the injuries they have caused?  Just a little food for thought.  The National Childhood Vaccine Injury Act (NCVIA) of 1986 (42 U.S.C. §§ 300aa-1 to 300aa-34) was enacted in the United States to reduce the potential financial liability of vaccine makers due to vaccine injury claims. The legislation was aimed at ensuring a stable market supply, and to provide cost-effective arbitration for vaccine injury claims. Under the NCVIA, the National Vaccine Injury Compensation Program (NVICP) was created to provide a federal no-fault system for compensating vaccine-related injuries or DEATHby establishing a claim procedure involving the United States Court of Federal Claims and special masters

This information comes to you from concerned and educated parents.  Our son Justin Ryker Swick passed away on August 11, 2011; and some recent research and acquired knowledge have led us to some answers we were not expecting to receive.  Justin had been administered his two month vaccines on July 25, 2011, he passed away 16 days later.  Just a couple of days prior to Justin’s passing he developed a cough, most likely induced by the DTaP vaccine.  After recent study and research we are fully convinced these vaccinations played a very major role in the passing of our youngest son, and we will provide information to you that proves the chances of this being true to be very great in numbers.  We are not blaming the doctor, the medical staff, or ourselves for not doing this research prior, and believe that God has a plan for all of our lives and trust in that plan and His timing.  However, we are sure you are unaware of the facts and the research, as we could not imagine anyone administering such toxic substances into infants knowing of the adverse effects that causes so many problems, and in a lot of cases, such as ours; death.  After being presented with this information we went through our records, to find that both our older children also had extreme reactions to their vaccines at two-months of age.  Our eldest son, was admitted to the E.R. with respitory problems, a high fever, and vomiting just shortly after receiving his two month shots.  Our middle child was put on a nebulizer just a week after being given his, and then also developed a number of allergies. 
  We are made to trust doctors, as doctors trust the pharmaceutical companies that place these drugs into the hands of doctors and nurses to administer to young children and infants.  A lot of parents, like we once did, believe that it is just “routine,” to take your child in for his/her two, four, six month shots etc., that the doctors and pharmaceutical companies have our children’s  best interest at heart.  While this may still be true, there seems to be a lack of knowledge being presented to doctors, nurses, and parents on this matter.  We are out to change that. 

We sincerely hope that in light of this new information you will also take some time to do some research into these harmful, even fatal, toxins that are being injected into the children around the U.S. and most importantly in our community.  These children are our future and what we do to them and with them today will make the difference in tomorrow.  We could have a future of great doctors, nurses, and educators, if we show them how to research on their own, not follow everything that is told to them, and show them that we are there for them; with their well-being being first in our hearts and minds.
Once again we are not out to place blame, as we too could have, (and should have), done our own research on the matter of what we expose our children to.  There is nothing we can do about Justin’s passing, he is safe in the arms of Jesus, and we have peace with that.  We really would just like you to take a few moments to see and read some of the information we found, as it may save the life of another child. 
 
Here is a list of other doctors who have done their own research and gained insight on the severity of the effects of vaccinating children, and a web address with their information. These doctors are willing to stand up against poisoning our youth, and are now anti-vaccine.  I hope you will join them.


Mayer Eisenstein, MD, JD, MPH
Suzanne Humphries, MD
Sherri Tenpenny, DOAlexander Kotok, MD, PhD
Demetra Vagias, MD, ND
Harold Buttram, MD
Jayne Donegan, MBBS
Juan Manuel Martinez Mendez, MD
Kris Gaublomme, MD
Robert Davidson, MD, PhD
Nick Haas

 http://www.vaccinationcouncil.org/about/ 
Picture from http://vran.org

SIDS STUDIES:

A study published in the Journal of the American Medical Association* found that children diagnosed with asthma (a respiratory ailment not unlike SIDS) were five times more likely than not to have received pertussis vaccine.(1) Another study found that babies die at a rate eight times greater than normal within three days after getting a DTap shot.(2) The three primary doses of DTaP are given at two months, four months, and six months. About 85 percent of SIDS cases occur at one through six months, with the peak incidence at age two to four months.

In a recent scientific study of SIDS, episodes of apnea (cessation of breathing) and hypopnea (abnormally shallow breathing) were measured before and after DTaP vaccinations. "Cotwatch" (a precise breathing monitor) was used, and the computer printouts it generated (in integrals of the weighted apnea-hypopnea density -- WAHD) were analyzed. The data clearly shows that vaccination caused an extraordinary increase in episodes where breathing either nearly ceased or stopped completely. These episodes continued for months following vaccinations. Dr. Viera Scheibner, the author of the study, concluded that "vaccination is the single most prevalent and most preventable cause of infant deaths."

In another study of 103 children who died of SIDS, Dr. William Torch, of the University of Nevada School of Medicine at Reno, found that more than two-thirds had been vaccinated with DPT prior to death. Of these, 6.5 percent died within 12 hours of vaccination; 13 percent within 24 hours; 26 percent within three days; and 37, 61, and 70 percent within one, two, and three weeks, respectively. He also found that SIDS frequencies have a bimodal-peak occurrence at two and four months -- the same ages when initial doses of DTap are administered to infants.(4)

Excerpted from:
Vaccines: Are They Really Safe and Effective?
by Neil Z. Miller *all citations are recorded in the book


http://www.thinktwice.com/sids.htm

The National Childhood Vaccine Injury Act (NCVIA) of 1986 (42 U.S.C. §§ 300aa-1 to 300aa-34) was enacted in the United States to reduce the potential financial liability of vaccine makers due to vaccine injury claims. The legislation was aimed at ensuring a stable market supply, and to provide cost-effective arbitration for vaccine injury claims. Under the NCVIA, the National Vaccine Injury Compensation Program (NVICP) was created to provide a federal no-fault system for compensating vaccine-related injuries or DEATH by establishing a claim procedure involving the United States Court of Federal Claims and special masters

Some people find it suspicious that the peak incidence of SIDS occurs between 2-4 months, just when the first two series of shots are given. No explanation has ever been given for why the rate is lower in the second month of life than in the third through fifth. On the other hand, vaccine manufacturers attribute this to ‘coincidence’ and the general consensus is that SIDS happens to peak at 2-4 months, which just happens to be when the first shots are given. Adding to concerns is the fact that SIDS decreased to almost nothing following a postponement of DTaP to age 2 years in the Japanese vaccination schedule, and rose again when the vaccine was once again given starting at 2 months.

"Delay of DPT immunization until 2 years of age in Japan has resulted in a dramatic decline in adverse side effects. In the period of 1970-1974, when DPT vaccination was begun at 3 to 5 months of age, the Japanese national compensation system paid out claims for 57 permanent severe damage vaccine cases, and 37 deaths. During the ensuing six year period 1975-1980, when DPT injections were delayed to 24 months of age, severe reactions from the vaccine were reduced to a total of eight with three deaths. This represents an 85 to 90 percent reduction in severe cases of damage and death. (Ref21)."---Raymond Obomsawin, MD




When infants die it is extremely difficult to say that it was due to vaccine or any cause. So it is usually labeled as SIDS (sudden infant death syndrome). Out of all of these 34 countries, the U.S. gives more doses of vaccine than any other country and it has the highest mortality rate. They give 26 doses of vaccines when the study was done (2009).

The lowest amount of doses of vaccines given by these countries is 12 doses. Sweden, Japan, Iceland, Finland, Norway and Denmark are all the countries giving 12 doses. Comparing that to their IMR they rank 2nd lowest (Sweden), 3rd, 4th, 6th, 7th and 18th respectively. The chart shows how as the number of vaccine doses goes up, so does the infant mortality rate. For the complete information on all the research done on this go to http://www.nvic.org/getdoc/a8091d95-aa9e-41d7-a34c-49079545226d/Infant-Mortality-study.aspx

In case you want to choose to not get one of the vaccines here is further information on the DPT, and yes even DTap vaccine (diphtheria-pertussis-tetanus toxoid). They found that two-thirds of the babies that died of SIDS had gotten the DPT vaccine. Of these, 6.5% died within 12 hours of vaccination; 13% within 24 hours; 26% within 3 days; 37% within a week; 61% within 2 weeks and 70% within 3 weeks.

In 1979, Sweden abandoned the whooping cough vaccine due to its ineffectiveness. Out of 5,140 cases in 1978, it was found that 84% had been vaccinated three times! (BMJ 283:696-697, 1981)

In 1978, a survey of 30 States in the US revealed that more than half of the children who contracted measles had been adequately vaccinated. (The People’s Doctor, Dr R Mendelsohn)

The ABC news said this but it was in 2008 (Feb 29, 2008). That is 7 years after the CDC said that thimerosal was not in any childhood vaccines:

At a town hall meeting Friday in Texas, Sen. John McCain, R-Ariz., declared that "there’s strong evidence" that thimerosal, a mercury-based preservative that was once in many childhood vaccines, is responsible for the increased diagnoses of autism in the U.S. — a position in stark contrast with the view of the medical establishment.

McCain was responding to a question from the mother of a boy with autism, who asked about a recent story that the U.S. Court of Federal Claims and the National Vaccine Injury Compensation Program had issued a judgment in favor of an unnamed child whose family claimed regressive encephalopathy and symptoms of autism were caused by thimerosal.

Dr Viera Scheibner, retired Principal Research Scientist for the NSW [New South Wales] Government with a doctorate in Natural Sciences, has published 3 books and some 90 scientific papers in refereed scientific journals in Australia and overseas during her distinguished career.

...the link between vaccine injections and cot death became painfully obvious.

"Following this finding, Dr Scheibner studied some 30,000 pages of medical papers dealing with vaccination. She found no evidence that vaccines are safe or effective. Vaccines are highly noxious. They contain formaldehyde, aluminium phosphate, thiomersal (mercury compound), foreign proteins (antigens) and contaminating animal proteins and viruses from the tissues used as growth medium to culture the viral and bacterial components of vaccines. None of these substances should ever be injected into human beings. They erode the immune system and alter the immunological response to diseases.

The appearance of many new, autoimmune diseases like asthma, affecting alarming numbers of children, childhood leukaemia, and cancer, the enormous upsurge in the incidence of cerebral palsy and infantile convulsions seen in children of vaccination age and not before, should all be taken as serious warnings. Infectious diseases contracted at the appropriate age and allowed to run their course are beneficial because they serve to prime and mature the child's immune system.

The overwhelming evidence from the numerous human clinical and epidemiological studies cited by Dr Scheibner demonstrates beyond any doubt the dangers and ineffectiveness of vaccinations and her book is a most valuable contribution towards exposing the myth of vaccinations.


The only safe vaccine is a vaccine that’s never used.

Dr James A Shannon, US National Institutes of Health

There is a great deal of evidence to prove that immunization of children does more
harm than good.

Dr J Anthony Morris, former Chief Vaccine Control Officer and research virologist, US FDA

VRAN knows of many cases of children severely damaged or dead due to vaccinations.

In the 1980’s, pediatrician, Robert Mendelsohn, MD voiced his concern: “There is growing suspicion that immunization against relatively harmless childhood diseases may be responsible for the dramatic increase in autoimmune diseases since mass inoculations were introduced. These are fearful diseases such as cancer, leukemia, rheumatoid arthritis, multiple sclerosis, Lou Gehrig’s disease, lupus erythematosus, and the Guillain-Barre syndrome.” Some children experience no vaccine reaction but most do react. Mild, short-lived effects like redness or swelling at the injection site are very common. Reactions up to a few days or weeks after vaccination may include a temperature of 38oC or higher, irritability, severe diarrhea and/or vomiting, excessive sleepiness, periods of breathlessness during sleep

(apnea), irregular heartbeat, swollen joints, widespread rash, wheezing, collapse, high pitched screaming for several hours, convulsions, bulges in the soft spots of the head and a severe change of consciousness. These reactions may indicate that damage has been done or is about to occur. In the case of anaphylaxis, the damage occurs immediately after the shot, with little or no warning. Other possible damage that may not show itself until days, weeks, months or years later includes: neurological illness such as autism, learning and attention deficit disorders, hearing or visual impairment and the epilepsy that Marina suffers; autoimmune diseases such as insulin dependent diabetes, arthritic conditions and chronic fatigue syndrome; allergies; and thyroid dysfunction.(1) An interesting statement is made in the May 2001 monograph (package insert) for ‘Prevnar’ pneumococcal vaccine. It says that in a study conducted between 1991 and 1998 in eleven pediatric centers across Canada, “the proportion of

children with an underlying condition increased with age, from 15.9% in those under 2 years of age to 30.4% in those 2-5 years of age, and to 44.5% in those over 5 years of age”. There has been great consternation recently about a huge increase in autism and related disorders, due, increasingly

more evidence is suggesting, to the thimerosal in vaccines and/or autoimmune vaccine reactions or neurological reactions that lead to demyelination, ie erosion of the protective covering of nerve fibres which transmit messages. MMR and Hepatitis B vaccines are being studied intensively for neuroimmune

effects. In 2002 the Vancouver law firm, Klein Lyons, launched the first Canadian lawsuits regarding eurological damage to children from thimerosal in DPT and Hepatitis B vaccines. At that time many similar lawsuits had already been initiated in the USA. Anaphylaxis is an adverse reaction to vaccination that is recognized by health authorities. Previously unheard of life threatening allergies to things like peanuts are now an everyday problem for schools and parents who must avoid even minute traces of such allergens in an affected child’s lunches and those of classmates.




 For the vision is yet for an appointed time and it hastens to the end [fulfillment]; it will not deceive or disappoint. Though it tarry, wait [earnestly] for it, because it will surely come; it will not be behindhand on its appointed day. Habakkuk 2: 3



Thus says the Lord, In an acceptable and favorable time I have heard and answered you, and in a day of salvation I have helped you; and I will preserve you and give you for a covenant to the people, to raise up and establish the land [from its present state of ruin] and to apportion and cause them to inherit the desolate [moral wastes of heathenism, their] heritages. Isaiah 49: 8

For we are God's [own] handiwork (His workmanship), recreated in Christ Jesus, [born anew] that we may do those good works which God predestined (planned beforehand) for us [taking paths which He prepared ahead of time], that we should walk in them [living the good life which He prearranged and made ready for us to live]. Ephesians 2:10



 

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Being Punished?


I feel like I have retreated into my shell the past couple of weeks.  I don't know if it was Justin's Memorial, or just the fact that we are living our first May-August, or the dread of the upcoming August 11th; maybe I'm just trying to not stress about anything with being newly pregnant; probably a little of everything.  But all of a sudden I just didn't have anything to say....to anyone. I stopped calling people, stopped blogging, I was just kind of here, going through the motions. 

That sounds a lot more dramatic than it actually is.  If you run into me on the street, I'm not down and depressed.  I am still enjoying my life, cherishing my children, spending quality time with my husband, and reveling in the fact that I have another little blessing growing inside me.  It just seems that if you scratch the surface, even just a little, I am a little more melancholy and numb. 

I think I subconsciously decided that I was not going to think about anything painful for...the next couple of months, maybe?  I don't know.  I don't know if I was doing that because I thought the pain would be too great right now in May-August, or if it was because I didn't want to stress out the first few months of pregnancy.  Either way I pushed all of those feelings down somewhere, believing that I could just suppress them for awhile, I guess.  The funny thing about suppressing feelings though, is that the only thing that really does is makes you not think about the positive in situations.  The negative thoughts are bound to pop up whether you like it or not, but because you are not "thinking" about things, you are not arming yourself with the positive thoughts to counteract those evil ones. 

All of a sudden I kept wondering if I was being punished for something; if that is why we couldn't keep our baby, when other's get to keep theirs.  I'm not sure where this thought came from, (well I know exactly who placed the thought there,) but I don't remember ever thinking that before.  And once again this sounds dramatic, and it really wasn't.  It was just kind of in the back of my mind a few too many times that I was forced to acknowledge it's prescence.  Which of course led to, "Did I do something really terrible to receive such a horrific punishment?" "Am I that awful of a person that I deserved this to happen?"  "How did I make God that mad??"

These were just thoughts invading my mind, I knew in my heart that my God is not like that. But because I had chosen not to "think" I wasn't prepared for those accusing thoughts, and just let them fester in my head.  I don't think I realized quite how much it was affecting me until we were at church Sunday. As I looked at the bulletin and the outline of the church service I realized that the closing song happened to be, "Jesus Loves Me" and something hit me; all of a sudden I needed a little hope, a little light, a little feeling of some kind because I had become so numb lately.

"Jesus Loves Me," always reminds me of Justin. I sang that song to the boys for the first time the night Justin passed away, we sang it at his funeral, and then again at his memorial.  It is such an innocent song, with a lot of meaning.  It is the epitome of a child's christian song, that I think sticks with you into your adult years.  For me, singing "Jesus Loves Me," it takes me back to being a child and hearing, or realizing, for the first time that JESUS LOVES ME.  It's just an innocence that sticks with you.

After seeing that song in the bulletin, I prayed that Pastor T.J's message would speak directly to me. I prayed that the Holy Spirit would work in a way just for me, open my mind, my heart, and my ears that I would be able and willing to listen to what I needed to hear from the Lord that day.  Did you know that the Lord hears your prayers??? ;)

Pastor T.J's message last Sunday was on the unconditional love that God has for us.  That it is not what we do, or don't do, it's not what we say or don't say, it's nothing we have control over. God loves us the same...all the time...regardless.  Are there things I can do or don't do that are pleasing to God? Sure!  But it doesn't make Him love me any more.  Are there things that I say or don't say that are not pleasing to Him, and even disappoint Him? Oh yes! But that doesn't make Him love me any less.  He loves me the same today as He did the day I was born, the day Justin was born, the day Justin went to be with Him; nothing has changed that.   I am not any better or  any worse than anyone else.  My sins are not less than or greater than the next mommy's. My life is not easier or harder than anyone elses.  Every single one of us has had devasting heartbreaks and insurmountable joys.  Some of us feel the heartbreak that comes with the passing of a child, others a parent, a sibling, or a spouse.  Some of us it's bankruptcy, or the loss of a job, or a friend.  Either way pain is pain.   And every one of us has been dealt pain; but every one of us has experienced joy as well.  Whether it is a new baby, a new love, a new job.  There is joy. We are not being punished we are all just handed different circumstances in our lives to grow from and learn from, and handling it in the best way we know how.

There is a way I am supposed to live my life, a set of rules I am told to follow, it is all there in the Good Book, but the Lord knows that it is not a matter of "if" I fail them, or even when I will falter.  He knows that already, He forgives me, and it does not change the love He has for me.

 I am not being punished. If I were punished in the way I deserve for all of my sins, I would have taken that beating on the Cross, and not be gauranteed a home in Heaven, but the Lord saved me from that. I am not being punished because Jesus took the beating on the cross.  He died so that I would not be punished.  “There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Romans 8:1) "Because of the sacrifice of Christ, God sees only the righteousness of Christ when He looks at us. Our sin has been nailed to the cross with Jesus, and we will never be punished for it."  This is just all part of a plan that is so much bigger than my own.  I am not punished I am blessed.  I am blessed everyday that I wake up healthy, with happy, healthy, beautiful family, my children, my husband, my family and friends, food on the table, a roof over our heads, and clothes to wear.  I am blessed.

Ephesians 2:8
For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God