What is going on, everyone, and welcome back to my channel. I hope you all having an amazing day. Now, look, I know I say this a lot, but today's first entitled parent story is just utterly bamboozling. I could not believe it when I saw the title. I couldn't believe it when I started reading it. And now, having finished reading it, I'm just in a state of shock. I can't quite believe it. I'm recording this intro after the story. It's just to make that

clear. It's incredible. It made me rethink my entire life. Let's just leave it at that. Pretty much a mother

OP in the story goes and gets a COVID vaccine with her daughter. A great thing, you would think. But no,

her mother said, I'm never speaking to you again. Let's get into her. I vaccinated my child.

My mother is not happy about it. I currently don't speak to my mother, nor have I for many months now.

But somehow, she still finds ways to butt into my life and the decisions I make for my child.

My husband and I both come from

anti-vax families. His side is against it, but doesn't shame us for vaccinating our daughter.

My mother, however, really has a lot to say about it. Since we both were raised to not believe in

science, it was pretty natural for us to be against vaccinating our daughter when she was

born. I actually had a

home birth, so it was easy to avoid everything. We would lie to pediatricians about it and just did

what our parents did when we were kids. But since the new vaccine for COVID was released,

I started to consider getting it and I decided to do some actual research on vaccines as a whole.

My husband and I then made the decision to get vaccinated as well as getting a schedule started for our six-month old

baby to catch her up. We went in this morning to get her first shots. Everything went smoothly and so

far she seems fine. She's been fussy and sleepier than usual, but the pediatrician said that's normal and

will go away in a day or two. We left feeling proud that we were able to educate ourselves effectively

and set our baby up for success. Then I get a call. It's my grandpa, or so I thought. I answer,

and the first thing I hear is, when you wake up and she isn't breathing,

you'll be sorry. I can't believe you did this to my little girl. I hang up immediately and start to panic.

I eventually trace it back to a family member that is a doctor. I was asking her questions about

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