About our Daughter

I am mother to four wonderful daughters, ages 17, 19, 21, and 23, and wife to the greatest husband on earth. God has given us a special child to raise one who was diagnosed with early-onset bipolar disorder at the age of seven, though she showed signs of it from the age of fifteen months. She also has ADHD, Sensory Integration Disorder (sensory seeking), Dyslexia, and Non-Verbal Learning Disorder-NOS, all typical comorbidities for a bipolar child. In spite of the trials, she enjoys lacrosse, running (finished her first marathon in October of 2014!), and reading and writing her own books. I will share with you the many joys and sorrows we have faced and will face in the future with the hope that you may find better understanding about this mental illness caused by both chemical and structural abnormalities in the brain. I desire that you will be encouraged by this blog if you are also dealing with a bipolar child. Thank you for reading and sharing in our journey.

How Did You Know She Was Bipolar So Young?

I wrote a long explanation of how we came to this bipolar diagnosis in a child so young under my post of March 19th of 2009. If your child or a child you know bears similarities, please seek out a good psychiatrist and don't wait for "things to get better." Often they will simply get worse, and the longer a child is unmedicated, the more damage their brain can accrue. Early diagnoses and treatment are key to providing these children with a chance at a successful life later as a teen and an adult.
Never change, start or stop a medication without the approval of your child's physician!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

"Steel Bars"

The lyrics to one of my favorite songs in the world, by Jill Phillips. Even better is listening to her sing it.

So this is how it feels at the rock bottom of despair
When the house I built comes crashing down
And this is how it feels when I know the man that I say I am
Is not the man that I am when no one's around
This is how it feels to come alive again
And start fighting back to gain control
And this is how it feels to let freedom in
And break these chains that enslave my soul

I refuse to be locked up in here like a prison cell
Where all I ever get is a meal and four walls
I used to be just fine in here but not anymore
Gonna break through these steel bars

So tell me how it feels when the tables start to turn
And you find yourself at the losing end
Tell me how it feels, you're not welcome here
'Cause I'm tired of pain and I'm tired of sin


I won't let you win
I have no doubt
I don't want you in
So get out, get out


I refuse to be locked in here like a prison cell
Where all I ever get is a meal and four walls
I used to be just fine in here but not anymore
Gonna break through these steel bars...

1 comment:

domandkat said...

Oh Megan!

You are so NOT ALONE in this pit of despair! I get that way a lot even though my lot in life is different than yours. There are so many hopes, dreams, desires that haven't come to be in my life either. Embarrassments. Disappointments. And what looks like God has turned His face. Everyone's life looks far more put together than mine...and I suspect my family is one of the ones you are thinking of when you talk in your first post from yesterday as being all together. We are SO not!

I would love to get the chance to just let it all hang out with you. Away from the family. Time to pray together. Cry. Laugh. Maybe even gain perspective. Someplace where we aren't in public.

I look forward to lunch with you tomorrow, but you don't need to be "up" for me. We are sisters in Christ - I am here to come alongside you and help carry your burdens. I can't solve them, but I can be with you. Showing you how you aren't alone even when the devil wants you to think you are. Even when my situation is different from yours. We are on the same road learning just how much we need Jesus and can't really do anything by ourselves.

I love you dear friend. You and your family.