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.
Friday, May 10, 2013
The Big "Where Should She Go to School" Decision, Again
Once again, we are not sure where Caroline should go to school next year. The big public high school hasn't been that great, even with a well-followed IEP. She is begging me to home school her, but I don't know that I want to. The other options are the online high school for this district, an alternative school around the corner, or a private, smaller school, likely Christian. Just praying for direction and wisdom. This is one of the hardest parts of raising a bp kid, the whole educational aspect. Nothing seems to be a perfect fit, and sometimes not even a good fit. I want to do what is best for her academically and socially, but I want it to be best for me too.
Posted by Megan at 1:28 PM