A Brief Recap...

     My name is Lisa, and I am a 37 year old single mom to two amazing children - my son who is 14 and my daughter who is 12 and I also have an 11 year old bonus child that I get to shower with love! They are all so creative, talented, funny and smart and I know that I am blessed. But, life in general is an uphill battle because I have a son living with Bipolar.
    
     I knew something was different about my son shortly after birth. He was a fussy and anxious baby and seemed to have quite the defiant attitude. He hit all of his developmental milestones on time, so I was told not to be concerned. By the time he turned 5, he was kicked out of yet another daycare (his third!). This time, it was for stabbing a child in the neck with a pencil because the other child was on the computer my son wanted to play on. It was then that I finally took him to have a basic psych evaluation, and the diagnosis was ADHD and mood disorder unspecified. You see, Psychiatrists typically won't diagnose children with Bipolar until they reach adolescence, but they still treat the symptoms and behaviors the same with psychotropic drugs and behavioral therapy. And so the rollercoaster ride began...

     After 14 years of doing my very best to ensure my son is cared for, that my daughter does not feel neglected, and that I am taking proper care of myself, I feel compelled to also do what I can to help other parents facing similar circumstances. Locating the proper resources and avenues of support can be challenging and parents need as much help as they can get as they embark on this confusing and scary journey to better understanding childhood mental illness. It is not an easy journey. There are days I am hopeful that change could occur despite the fact we have tried SO MANY THINGS in the past that have failed; There are days I am paralyzed by fear at the possibility that my son could truly hurt himself or others; There are days I need to just cry in a dark room and mourn the life I THOUGHT I would have; There are days that I get so angry that I can barely count the number of expletives that pour out of my mouth because I am bitter at the hand that life dealt my family; and there are days that I feel relief at the fact that for the past 9 months I have had far less stress on a daily basis because my son was court ordered to get intensive mental health treatment at a residential treatment facility (where he spends most of his time). But, regardless of what kind of day I am having, life goes on...

     I am a mother of two, a divorcee (as of 5+ years ago), a girlfriend, a student, a parental figure to my bonus child (boyfriend's son) with Asperger's and a love for all things Lego and Minecraft, a student pursuing a degree in Nutritional Sciences, a full time business woman, a health rights advocate, a woman struggling with anxiety and depression, an abuse survivor, and much, much more. I am not someone who will give up on doing whatever I can to give my children the absolute best life possible. I will try my damnedest to not have a mental breakdown in the process. ;)

Until my next blog post, I am going to leave you with links below to some resources that may be useful to you.
My Bipolar Son-Bipolar From a Mom's Perspective
Life with Bob Blog
Just a Tad Bit Crazy - Mama of a Bipolar Child