and I think I've used that title before. I turned 36 years old on the 4th of this month and I feel like I'm twice that. As noted in my profile I have 2 of the most beautiful children in the world, however they are not without challenges. They were both premature and in the NICU for a couple of months. My oldest is a girl, she's 12 going on 30. A few years ago she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, on top of already being diagnosed with ADHD & OCD. About 2 weeks ago her doctor and I decided to admit her into the local psychiatric hospital because she was showing signs of a manic episode. For anyone not familiar with bipolar disorder-a bipolar manic episode. It turns out she was outgrowing her meds because she grew about 6 inches and hit puberty all within the same couple of months. Puberty alone is pretty scary for a 12 year old to deal with, not to mention the rest of the family and throw the rest of it in the pot and it's......well a roller coaster from hell.
My son is 2 and did not understand why sissy was gone for almost 2 weeks. He wandered around the house calling her name and knocking on her door. It broke my heart and all I could think to tell him was she was in therapy. It was much worse when we went to the hospital during visiting hours. He didn't understand why she couldn't come home with us. Again my heart was breaking. She got to come home yesterday and we were all very happy, especially her little brother.