Or am I wading into over-the-top territory?
I’m in my second-trimester and I’m sh*t scared of the birth.
Not the actual pushing, but what happens after.
Since hearing about baby Riley who passed away at 32-days-old due to contracting whooping cough from one of his well-wishing visitors, I’ve been in an internal panic. It’s kept me up almost every night.
Should I tell my friends and family that if they don’t get a whooping cough vaccine, they can’t see my baby?
My first thought, and that of my obstetrician's, is abso-f*cking-lutely. I'm getting the whooping cough vaccine as soon as I tick over into the third trimester to help protect my unborn baby from the world of anti-vaxers. And my husband is doing the same.