My daughter, Ella Caroline, we named ten years ago after her two great grandmothers. Grandma Ellen, my maternal grandmother, and Carol, Jason’s maternal grandmother. She has lived up to both her name sakes, and is the sweetest girl, always building others up on and off the field, helping little kids in school as a safety monitor, and especially is such a helpful big sister.
I have started to wonder, observing some behaviors if she struggles right not with anxiety and depression, I plan on bringing her to meet my therapist soon if not get a separate referral. At the same time I want her to enjoy being a kid. It is becoming a more prevalent issue. Her and I have a very open line of communication. She knows and does come talk to me about how she is feeling. Knowing the congenital rates of mental illness when one parent shows the marker for sever mental illness, there is generally a 25% chance she could have the onset of some sort of MI. I will be sure she gets early intervention. Even if she doesn’t, it’s good to get her evaluated and at least another adult to talk to.
Now she also has a lot on plate, between modeling, sports and school. She sat me down tonight and told me she got a bad grade on a science test. I explained fnxt she was not in trouble, that it’s ok and maybe she’ll bring it up. I suggested she ask for a re-test, or ask for extra credit.
I want her to get help now although it is alittle soon. She in general is a happy go lucky kid, tough as nails and tries her best.
Tomorrow I will take her and hazel to the beach with our friends. She requested that we do something fun. I soils do whatever I could for both of my daughters. And I need to take care f myself in order to continue to care for them. Here are some pics from Saturday’s game





