Throughout my first pregnancy, six years ago, I was scared. After Lauren's birth, I looked at her unsure, unable to feel. I peered at my tiny baby and was consumed with fierce love. I'd never experienced such an overwhelming reaction. Two months later, my euphoria was destroyed by one triple-antigen injection.
Trepidation fills most mother's hearts when it's immunisation time.
We are conditioned by medical science that we would be committing a great injustice not to protect our infants against the dreaded diseases of whooping cough, tetanus and diphtheria. I had a genuine fear about the immunisation - no specific reasoning, just an instinctive feeling. Because of my uncertainty, mum questioned the doctor about the safeness of triple antigen. She wanted to be engulfed by the carpet as a condescending reply was given by the doctor, accusing her of asking unnecessary, emotive questions. My mother emerged from the doctor's room, smiling, relieved.