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!

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

For Real??

And to add to the absurdity of our lives here, I took Caroline on a nice, calm, trail ride at a stables about 2 hours away.  I made her wear a helmet, of course.  But what could happen on a leisurely trail ride?  Nothing, until her horse saw the barn at the end of the trek and decided to bolt.  Guess who got thrown off her horse?  Yep, my kid.  No one else, just my kid.  The one with the concussions.  Sometimes I wonder why God allows certain events to happen.  I mean, why didn't I get thrown off my horse which also decided to gallop to the barn?  Or the other riders whose horses followed suit?  She ended up with a very bruised hip.  Thank God it does not appear she hit her head at all.  But, for real??

1 comment:

katie said...

oh i'm so glad she is ok! i know how frustrated you must be right now. sanctification is necessary but really not pleasant. :) praying for peace for you - and hopefully a few moments here and there for quiet for yourself. moms need that! :)